boy, you are too good for me. your blue eyes too ocean like, they make me want to drown with a single glance. your grip on my skin makes me want too melt, my heart is on fire because of you. i am jagged thin elbows and broken glass heart, i am too smart for this world but too dumb to love. you and your corner store cigarettes and candy floss lips make my broken heart sing like it never has before but i can assure you, my melody is not the one you want to hear.
i’m just a girl. he’s like a god. maybe that’s why i’m willing to fall to my knee’s for him. // natasha coard.
















