yourstrongandsteady
Right now, I'm standing on the corner of Heartbreak Drive and Lonely Avenue. One day without you is what I asked for, but it's not what I really want. I need you more each day. I'm sorry for making it seem like I don't. Please cave and text me.
There's a force that's been pulling me towards you since day one. It was too strong for me to fight. But now, I wouldn't want to try and fight it. It brought me to you, and I don't ever want to let go. May the force be with you.
It was late that summer night, when the world stopped for the both of us. We went driving down a blacktop road, going thirty over the speed limit. We didn't see the semi pulling out, but by the time we noticed it it was too late and you were gone. I'll never forgive myself for sacrificing you for a joy ride.
I'll paint my canvas with the most beautiful colors of you: the red of your lipsticked lips, the pink that your face flushes when you get embarrassed. The light yellow of your hair will paint the sun, and the blue of your nails will be the sky. We'll float away together in my painting of you.
There's a light bulb above my head. It hasn't turned on in years, it seems. So many have great ideas, but I just sit on my bed and take in what others have created. Maybe if I had an idea, things wouldn't be so difficult for me to understand when others talk of brilliance.
You have the key to the lock that’s on my heart. The seal was never broken until you came along and set my love free. I want to hold you in my arms and keep you safe, and lock you in them like you are the safe. I don’t want anyone else to have you.