I want to know your thoughts. You speak so slowly and I know you're scared. Everything is tough and I never thought we could fall to something like this
But we'll pick up pick up
Sniffling noses with white dripping down my throat. My tears follow and I love you so much
Five months to a year is something small and simple but big and wonderful to me. You are mine and I am yours.
Infedelity is wavering on the side and it scares me daily. I made a perfect world for us in my mind but it doesn't get out
It sits and spins and blows and smokes Like the greens you inhale and live by
Everything is pathetic and we are on fire, burning in the gravity
But I still want to marry you. I still want to be your Mrs, Mrs ______ is my dream that I know will not happen
Am I crazy psychotic, am I fucked up? But I want you you you you you and all the toys and shit and stupid fucking mistakes we make and stupid arguments won't mean shit in two weeks
But you mean everything in two weeks in months in years in decades
You're always my heart and always will be. I won't let my world stop turning
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