don't give up on me yet
im just a girl. often referred to as dazed and confused. i love the calmness that paints itself across the sky just before lightning strikes the ground beneath it. when my mind wanders, it imagines that the lines claiming residency on my palms are roads that i will travel in the future. my music preference has no limit. i love the reflection of candles in a persons eyes as they make their wish. driving with windows down and the music blaring soothes my soul. my abundant affection comes across as annoying, which ruins many good things. “im sorry” has engraved itself onto my tongue with the harsh sting of regret. i am just a girl and though i know i will never be labeled as perfect, i swear i am trying to be good enough for you.
//words im too scared to say personally
