What else am I suppose to do but love you
| — | Ayn Rand |
there’s a balance that I’m trying to achieve. I’ve thrown myself into so much, I was drowning in responsibility. And this wasn’t the first time. But I feel like I’ve finally learned what my limit is. How much I can handle. How far I can stretch. And now I feel like I can handle it. Everything that is expected from me today and from now on, I can handle it.
I love the dimple on your chin
And I love the color of your skin
I’m so happy you asked to hold me close that night
Cuz now I’m not letting you go
I love you
How you’re always there
How you make me smile
How you run your fingers through my hair
My heart is yours
Your hand is mine
I’ll hold it tight
We’ll be just fine
You’ll kiss my head
I’ll pull you close
And at the end of the night
You’ll always kiss me goodnight.

