Lying in my bed at night i start to imagine the beautiful galaxies locked away within your eyes.
Your bright smile strong enough to outshine the sun and joyful enough to lift just about anyone's spirits.
Your bubbly laugh and the way you talk to me, all these wonderful things that make you just the best person to be around.
You don't realize it but Everytime we meet you pull the strings on my heart like a puppeteer and play me like a godamn fiddle. Your kind words and encouraging looks always give me motivation and make me wanna be the best I can, just so that I have the slightest chance to impress you and make you notice me.
However I know how slim that chance is. I will likely never reach that point where I can call you mine, but fuck I will try.
I will try to make you feel the way I do.
I will fill your day with happiness as much as I can and I will brighten your day with my shitty puns and terrible videogame references.
And at the end of the day, you and I, band geeks, will do what we do best, play.
Play together,
Play for each other,
Play for ourselves,
Or for no reason at all.
Play because that's what we were born to do,
And I'll stay by your side, like a guardian angel, because that's what I was born to do.
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De TodoThis is complete trash why are you reading this stop Really depressing and sad. Just shit that comes to my mind, don't expect much tho. It'll probably just be garbage
