I never want to see you unhappy.
I never want to see you again.
Hold myself tight to keep out the cold.
And wish you were here to heat me up.
Second chances never never mattered.
Opinions change, but people won't.
So, so, glad I have you, I can't even think of words. I have tears in my eyes just thinking about you and how much I needed you.
My head was troubled and in such knots before you.
And I swear to god, you're so comforting. The way you're a mess is fixing me.
Except not.
Because I'm still broken.
You tell me not to worry my head.
And sleep.
Okay. I trust you.
Xo.
