The Terrible Twos

I left him

What I really wanted was a great love story. A hot tale about passion and love and fire. What I got instead was you and you’re so much more than just a story, baby you’re life. And through you I’m learning to live and to love again and I can’t even express my gratitude the way I wish I could.

I met a boy and he makes me feel like a girl.

And if he loved you, he’d love you like the world was ending and you’d swear the stars were written in your name and that the sun shines for you and the birds chirp only in your presence.

I wanna be loved as passionately as I’ve loved. It’s not a crime, but if I tell you this and you start saying that you’re not enough for me, I’ll feel bad and guilty that I don’t appreciate you for who you are, when in essence there’s nothing wrong with who you are, you’re enough. But you’re not meant for me.