Friday, January 10, 2014

But Can I Count On You?

After all these years,
I'm learning to love myself...
I hold my own hand. 
Fingers locked in a death grip,
I know I can count on me. 

So you want my hand
to lace your fingers with mine. 
Can you convince me?
Make me believe you're worth it?
I know I can count on me. 

1 comment:

Any note you wish to leave behind, I wish to read.