If you date someone with depression,
Understand that there are days where no matter how many times you tell them you love them, they J͟u͟s͟t͟ c͟a͟n͟'t͟ s͟e͟e͟ i͟t͟.
They can’t see what there is to love and trust me when I tell you it’ll be worth it to prove them so completely wrong.
She says she hates her eyes. ‘They’re just plain brown.’
She must be crazy because those so-called plain eyes are my little pieces of the sunrise I wake up to and the sunset before I sleep and they are beautiful; burning and…almost alive.
They’re chaotic with colors- вυcĸeтғυlѕ of gold, daѕнeѕ of light green and ѕpecĸѕ of chocolate brown.
I had no idea that they also happened to be one hundred percent addicting when I unexpectedly got lost in them the first time.
After working 14 hours a day, I come home to you. And when I’m too tired to do something with you. You should know that when I lay in bed with your head resting on my chest. Within those seconds before I fall asleep, I realize every time that you are the most wonderful person, you make me the happiest girl in the world and I love you so fucking much.
Walking beside the long road
I’ve always loved these delicate talks
Sky’s cloudy, the night is cold
Pronouncing every word while we walk
Coming out of your lips
Coming out of your mouth
Can you hear this?
I’m going out tonight
I’ll have some fun
I’ll cross the line
Don’t know when I’ll be done
Maybe in the morning time
Midnight and we’re here
Running through the city lights
Hearts with no fear
Oh god, how I love these nights
Boyfriends and girlfriends, they come too
They are cheating on each other
I guess it’s nothing new
Kissing us all, one after another
The worst part is when it ends
They come back to their loved ones
Like nothing ever happened
Like nothing ever begun
They will talk about you
They will talk behind your back
Make up stories about you
Just pretend you don’t care
Buy yourself a cheap liquor
Drink it ‘til the bottom of the bottle
Forget all those rumours
Gotta get used to all this sorrow
Now it’s time to come back home
So sad that our fun had to stop
It’s morning and we’re done
Walking slowly to the bus stop
But don’t worry about our lifestyle
We’re fine and we’re free
Can’t you see these open smiles?
We’re so happy to be here