Small Part
Whatever it is we’re doing, it hurts more than you can imagine. But I can’t bring myself to stop because I would rather have a small part of you than nothing at all.
Whatever it is we’re doing, it hurts more than you can imagine. But I can’t bring myself to stop because I would rather have a small part of you than nothing at all.
I am frustrated that no one holds a candle to you. And I am tired of sitting in this unlit room.
True on so many levels