What're you looking for little girl?
Someone to tell you they love you every other day?
You enjoy when they pour sugar over you
Metaphorically & literally
You become enamoured, wide eyed
Your hand shakes as you put lipstick on
But the baffling thing is
Why do you put your little heart in the hands of careless boys?
Don't you know (I know you know) they don't handle with care
You're not going to find half of yourself in someone else - that's bullshit
You need to be enough for yourself
Only for yourself
Before you even think of trading parts of you
Precious parts of you
For kisses & late night personal heaters
[Aron, 25]
