I don’t think you realise that my heart was broke a few weeks ago and I don’t want to get attached to you because I don’t want you to do what he done to me. I know your not like him but when my heart shattered and I broke my teeth on vodka bottles I told myself I’d never love again. My head aches thinking about you because your actually perfect and everything I’ve ever wanted but you came into my life to late in the day for me to ever let you break into my chest and make a home. It’s not that I don’t want you. I do and that’s the problem.
IM SAT HERE WITH A BOTTLE OF VODKA TRYING TO GET THE TASTE OF YOUR LIPS OFF OF MY MOUTH BUT NO MATTER HOW MUCH I DRINK, IT JUST WONT WASH AWAY.