Sweet nothings in my ear, I fall upon my tears. Your soul has awoken, your heart has been broken. Running away, I tried, but I still want you in my life. It's pain is a weapon, but I'm still guessing that your happy. If you can just love me. That's all I'm asking, if you can just trust me, that's all I need.
Because I've been on my own, since I was fourteen.
I don't need your pity, I want to trust, that you love me for me, not for what you can get, as I write this poem I hope you know, your trust can only go as much as you want to grow
