*bitch*
*whore*
*slut*
Things we say to each other yet, we mean not.
All the fighting just to prove to people something we’re not.
Why must we go on like this.
Fighting to which there is no point.
All I want is to hold you close.
And tell you that you’re loved.
You may have had a rotten day.
But I’d wish it all away if I but only could.
I know how you feel.
I was 13 once as well.
I may be older now.
But the pain I still remember.
We have come to be on first name basics, you see.
So please I beg, stop the screaming,
Stop the fighting.
Just let me hold you tight.
Remind you I’m here.
And everything will be alright. |
Submission Name: fights
