The little things that count….
Sometimes all I need is one person to say hello or ask how my day was….
off to another seemingly never-ending day of med school…. -_- *exams are coming*
You get the air out my lungs whenever you need it
And you take the blade right out my heart just so you can watch me bleeding
I still don’t know why
Why I love you so much
And you play this game in spite to drive me insane
I got it tattooed on my sleeve forever in ink with guess whose name
But I still don’t know why
Why I love it so much, yeah.
I’m starting to learn…..
Life is too short to hold grudges.