Do you remember that Wednesday night at church when I gave you that one look? You said I had a look on my face that meant I wanna eat your soul. The message I was trying to send through my eyes wasn't I wanna eat your soul, it was I love you. To your face, I said "no", but really you're all I ever wanted. It's true, I rejected you, but only because our haters were among the crowd. if we'd been alone in the room, I would've said "yes" a thousand times without a second thought. I will always love you like a mother loves her child like a brother loves his sister, like a celebrity, loves its' fans. Nothing you say or do to me can change the way I feel, my love is unconditional. No matter how many boyfriends I have, I'll always return to you. I just want you to know if you ever find yourself feeling like the world is coming to an end, I'm the girl that's gonna be here waiting. If I ever give you that look again, just know it means I love you.
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Poetrya collection of songs/poems that i've written about life,boys,and other random things *not intended for the "innocent"
