II. Good to you
Sunday, June 25, 2017
I am not very good at a lot of things:
I cannot paint ya pictures because the beautiful things in my head cannot be translated.
I cannot sing to ya perfectly because my voice has a habit of falling flat.
I cannot dream of having ya next to me all day no matter how badly I just want to hug ya.
I cannot hold ya because I will probably want to keep ya with me.
There are endless things I am not good at, but I can brush the knots out of your hair, out of your back when your day has become too much to bear, but I will be good to you.
I am not very good at a lot of things:
I cannot paint ya pictures because the beautiful things in my head cannot be translated.
I cannot sing to ya perfectly because my voice has a habit of falling flat.
I cannot dream of having ya next to me all day no matter how badly I just want to hug ya.
I cannot hold ya because I will probably want to keep ya with me.
There are endless things I am not good at, but I can brush the knots out of your hair, out of your back when your day has become too much to bear, but I will be good to you.
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