Friday, 23 May 2014
07:14:39 PM (GMT)
I wonder what's the point?
Giving up is easy as 1, 2, 3.
Fighting for what I want is hard,
With ups and downs, hope and that hope being crushed.
If I didn't have hesitation I'm not gonna hesitate to say I wouldn't be here.
I've gone my life saying are you okay, you need help?
I wanna be asked if I'm okay. I know I'll say I'm fine but at least I know you care.
I'm never okay, the only time I'm okay is when I look at you.
You may not be some model, and I don't give a damn.
I could get lost looking at you, I could get lost in your voice, both, at the same
Hearing your laugh, my god, don't get me started.
If I heard I love you one more time, my heart my skip a beat, and just flutter.
But, when we talk, it's none of that.
I wanna make sure that you're happy.
I wanna make sure no person mistreats you.
I wanna make sure you have the world and then some.
Even if it meant me on the sideline.
I lost you once, and I couldn't live through a second attempt.