I want to buy you flowers and cute underwear.
I want to hold your hand at the dinner table and while taking walks.
I want to show you off and let the world know you’re mine.
I want to get fancied up and go to a really nice restaurant or just make our own dinner.
I want to have days with you where we lay in bed, in big shirts and underwear and just watch movies all day.
I want to know what you look like after you’ve been crying.
I want to patch up all the holes the past lovers have left in your heart.
I want to show you that love isn’t bad at all and worth it.
I want all of your flaws.
I want your loud voice singing at the top of your lungs to our favourite songs in the car while driving down dirt roads.
I just want… you.
when I commit to a person, I FUCKING COMMIT. if their depression, anxiety or life comes knocking, you bet your ass i’m at the door with a double sided axe waiting for a good fight.
you cant expect people, to always be happy, even if they are in love. because life doesn’t stop for anyone. But you can be there for the good fight.