#why do i love you
You make me your last and only come to me when you’re bored of everyone else. And what do I do? My heart jumps, excited that you’re even acknowledging me, and I open my arms to accept you. Every. Single. Time.
E.G. Why do I do this to myself? How do I stop fucking caring about you?
You make me your last and only come to me when you’re bored of everyone else. And what do I do? My heart jumps, excited that you’re even acknowledging me, and I open my arms to accept you. Every. Single. Time.
E.G. Why do I do this to myself? How do I stop fucking caring about you?
