Friday, January 20, 2012

"What does that little smile mean?"

I don't want to be upset with you anymore.
I love you too much for that.
But we both know how to take stabs at each other..
And that's not something I'm used to yet.
So ease me in, gently please.
I'm going to need you to be my stability,
Until I can stand on my own two feet.
Okay?

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