whisper in my ear and
tell me again how much you love me, it's my favorite lie.
stroke my cheeck with your rose petal fingers and look me in the
eyes like i'm something special. you should be an actor
because sometimes you make me believe that i'm rose and your
jack, here to save me from jumping ship.you don't care that
much though or care at all for that matter about what happens to
me, but for the sake of my sanity i will continue to pretend that
you do. i like to believe i understand you, that i'll be that
girl to chase away all those demons stuck inside your head. this
is the sole reason i stick around ,despite the bruises you leave
colored on my body or the words that you've branded on my
self esteem , i know you need me. The days when you pull me into
your chest and stroke my hair like i'm the most precious
thing you've ever had in your arms, gives me hope that one
day you'll be different. So, i'll allow you to kiss
away all the pain you caused with those lips that told me they
would never hurt me because i can't help being in love with
your dangerous inperfections.
