copied from cathe :)
& this girl,this girl is so different from all the others.
I love every damn thing about her,
she doesn’t even know.
She’s so sheltered, you know?
I could name a list of all the things she’s never done, but she’s gone through more
than most people ever will.
I love how incredibly innocent she can be,
but at the same time, she has this wild side
that I couldn’t have imagined existed.
She’s been hurt,
but that only makes me want to protect her even more.
No, it makes me want to go and shoot every damn asshole who had the nerve to do that.
I remember one day, sitting in my truck,
her head on my chest,
I could hear her breathing..
her eyes were closed,
her tiny heart beating in that beautiful little frame.
I thought to myself
“Baby, if I could wake up this way for the rest of my life,I would always be happy.”
She’s a challenge, a puzzle,
and I want to solve her.
I want to figure her out.
I want to understand her.
Maybe then I could figure out
why I’m so crazy about her.
And this girl..she hasn’t lived yet.
She’s existed, given her life to other people
who don’t love her, who will never love her the way I do.
I want to take her to places she’s never been before, take her to oceans, mountains, the stars..
anywhere just so I can be there
to see the look on her face when she opens her eyes.
I want to give her the life she’s been missing.
I want to show her the closest thing I can find
to match how beautiful she is,
and when it takes her breath away,
I’ll tell her that is how I feel every time I look at her.
I want to be able to make her forget all about her past, all her mistakes, all her regrets.
Break her free from this mindset
that she will never be good enough,
that she isn’t perfect.
She’s the closest thing to perfect I’ve ever seen.
I want to break the chains that hold her back,
because, hell, if this is how amazing
she is locked up..
I want to set her free.
