William is a great guy. He is just like you but he is not you.
William was very close of going out and punching your face. After what I told him. But I told him that I would hurt myself over and over again to make you happy.
That's what love is right?
To get hurt and feel pain for the person that will never look at you more than just a friend. To love a person that doesn't know that you are crying for them.
That you are feeling hurt.
Friends, I guess I am a great friend, but I am nothing compared to the guy that is caring for me even if I am crying for you.
It's ok I guess because the way he cares make me smile. Makes me feel special. Cares if I am ok. Makes me feel love....
He makes me feel like her... to you.
He makes me happy about my body. Doesn't care if I have curves or if I am different.
He made my day after you shot me down.
He saved me when I was blind
And from this day on I will learn to not get hurt by you.
I will learn that I have to find my happy place. Make myself happy.
After that I clean my hurt from my heart and will bound to not get hurt by you.
