I'll Teach You How to Swim
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Your the painkilling the drug gives, you lift people up out of sorrow. If you feel like your going to sink, il be right here to teach you how to swim, if it hurts me in the process, it doesn't matter. Who matters is you, and your right, your not special enough for me to write you this. Your special enough for me to write you this a million times, each time getting longer and longer. You deserve not just the best, you deserve someone that will be there no matter what, someone who will show up during your break at work, someone who enjoys just being with you. Someone who tries to be with you, someone who just wants you for who you are. Just because you are amazing in every way.
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