Sometimes when I say: I'm okay. I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say: I know you're not.
Smile and no one will see how broken you are inside.
I need something more to hold then just a phone.
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.
My weakness is that I care too much.
More expectations break relations
Sometimes when I say: I'm okay. I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say: I know you're not.
Smile and no one will see how broken you are inside.
I need something more to hold then just a phone.
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.
My weakness is that I care too much.
More expectations break relations