
Text reblogged from Climbing Out of the Cardboard Box
I know a boy
Who loves me so
But on all too frequent occasion
He finds himself confused.Who loves me so
This precious soul
He finds himself confused
As I try to offer him comfort.This precious soul
I love him so dear
As I try to offer him comfort
In darker hoursI love him so dear
But on all too frequent occasion
In darker hours
I know a boyNever written one of these… Dunno what I think of it. I just know what I’m feeling.
better than mine by a lot lmao, love it sis :D