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You

I ran a hand through my hair, worry running through my body as I think about the message you sent me,

'Wanna go out on Friday?'

It was too good to be true. Someone like you, asking someone like me out? It was too much like what my mother always warned me about, "They'll only hurt you and rip your big heart in two. Trust me." And I want to protect my heart. But, you're just....everything I've ever wanted. I can't resist you, I'm not strong enough.

Momma said there'd be boys like you

Tearing my heart in two, doing what you do, best

Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies

But with you, I can't resist

I smiled as I started to think about my past, and just how much he has already made my life a million times better. Before I let him get as close as he is now, I never felt good enough about myself, and had already given up.Everyone I had tried to go for in the past left me on read, never replied to me, and it just confused me. Why me? Why am I the one that it has to happen to? Now, I doubt love when it shows up.

Before I met you, I never felt good enough

Before I let you, in, I'd already given up

Left on read, no reply, left me just wondering why

Now I'm skeptical of love

When you take my hand in yours, do you really want me to give you my love? When you tell me those three words, 'I want you,', Is it all of me that you want? Or is it just the part that I have locked away, the key being thrown out long ago. What way do you want me?

So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?

When you say you want me, is it all of me or just one part?

So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?

When you say you want me

Mom always warned me about the boys like you, saying how your type just wanted to add my heart to your broken collection. Pulling me around like some sick ride in an amusement park. Telling me those little lies that I just wanted to hear. But I just can't pull myself away from you. Maybe...Maybe Mom doesn't always know the truth.

Momma said there'd be boys like you

Tearing my heart in two, doing what you do, best

Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies

But with you, I can't resist

Maybe momma doesn't always know best

I'm so scared that I'm shaking, but I can't let you see it, I'd basically be killing myself socially if I ever said anything of it.But...it just feels so right. I fall into place with you and you fall right into pace with me. I don't ever want to give you up.

I'm terrified, but I'll never let you know

Social suicide, if I ever let it show

Everything feels just right

I fall in place, we fall in line

I'll never let you go

So, when you grab my hand and pull me close, do you really want to love me? When you whisper those sweet little nothings to me about wanting me, what part of me is it that you want? Do you really want me, all of me?

So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?

When you say you want me, is it all of me or just one part?

So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart?

When you say you want me

Is it all of me? yeah

My mom always warned me about boys like you, said how all you would do is do what you boys know, and what you boys know is hurting girls like me. Telling me those little lies to make my heart flutter as you toy with me, but....Jesus I can't pull myself away. Maybe mom doesn't really know what she is talking about.

Momma said there'd be boys like you

Tearing my heart in two, doing what you do, best

Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies

But with you, I can't resist

Maybe momma doesn't always know best

So when you hold me so tight in those arms of yours, am I the only one that you hold that way? Do you wanna get to know every part of me, or are you doing this all just for fun? Mom has warned me of boys like you, playing with my heart and leading me on, but I just can't pull myself away from you. Mom doesn't know best all the time.

So when you hold me, am I the only one?

Do you wanna know me, or is this all just for fun?

Momma said there'd be boys like you

Tearing my heart in two, doing what you do, best

Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies

But with you, I can't resist

Maybe momma doesn't always know best

Mom has spent all her life warning me about the boys like you. Boys who are too good to be true. Boys that lead me on. Boys who tell me nothing but lies. But for you. For you, I'll risk it.

Momma said there'd be boys like you

Too good to be true, doing what you do, best

Taking me for a ride, telling me pretty little lies

But for you, for you, for you I'll take that risk

I grabbed my phone, took a deep breath, and texted him back, 'It's a date!'

(Took approximately 4 and a half hours to create)