I love it when,
you cant understand
the web I weave,
and how you never give up
to make since out of me
I love it when,
you seem to care,
even when I want you to leave
you are always there,
I love how,
You always make me smile,
and never take no for an answer,
with out forcing me into things...
if that makes any since at all
You always seem to know
when I have had enough
and when I want something
you always seem to know when,
I need to talk,
and if something is wrong
yet tho I love all this,
I hate how,
I let my walls fall.
how I let you,
have the key to my heart, and
the keys that unlock it...
One thing tho I love you
for loving me so much that you
never gave up on me