And just for thought...
I couldn't help but to look forward to your voice.
Even now as I sit writing about you, I am eager to see your face.
You spoke the words I had been longing to hear for months,
telling me you loved me, that you always have.
You did wonders for a broken girl's self esteem.
There is not a cell in me that doesn't want to swallow you whole
but I confuse myself with morals and ethics.
Do I want you because there is no one else?
Or am I truly trying to genuinely find love?
I wish your eyes weren't so pretty,
your smile didn't entice me so.
I didn't hear your voice last night.
It was probably for the best.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.