4:46 AM
She’s everything I’m not A walking study of everything that pisses me off and by god, I think I love her
She see’s the good in people That I know doesn’t really exist or at least, it’s very rare But she still smiles at strangers And pets every dog she can whenever we decide to walk some city blocks
And shes filled with laughter and I’m filled with bitterness She sees the world in a way that makes it beautiful and I’m always pointing out the bird shit on the playground Somehow she looks past my angry tongue and whispers to save it for the bedroom She’s the only who could get me to laugh when I wanted to die
Sometimes that cheery attitude would get so deep under my skin but then she’d trick me into a smile and I fall for her over and over again
She wears pastels and I wear black look at that opposites do attract
