melt with me
Somehow even my craziest and lonliest of moods melt when i talk to you...
I turn into a goofball who really doesnt care that things arent perfect and people are flawed...
My apathy has turned to preservation, my pragmatism to survival... and I am alright with this, people come and people go, but feelings like this make all the parting sorrows in the world bearable...
I dont have to be everybody's best friend, even if my door is always open there's no point in being a martyr...
Life and love are full of hard work, but there comes a point where the uphill climb rolls on down the mountain and its just not worth the energy...