there's one thing that I realize this morning,
I may know your favorite color,
but that doesn't mean I know how you decided to paint your days.
I may know your favorite number,
but that doesn't mean I know how many times you count backwards to calm your nerves.
I may know what you enjoy to do,
but that doesn't mean I know how your favorite things are the one that keep your mind from the devil thoughts.
but baby,
I know.
I know, and you don't know that I know.
so tell me,
how can I make you understand that I accept you for who you are?
YOU ARE READING
Before The Dawn | ✔
Non-Fictionafter all you don't need water to feel like drowning, do you? --- dedicated to you, the only person who took my breath away with your pretty lies and empty promises. © Copyrights Reserved
