poor:
I’m at a point in my life where I just want to get my $ up, create dope memories & give my attention to someone who truly appreciates it.
“What do you want?” I asked her.
She looked up at me from beneath lowered lashes and I instantly stilled–those blue eyes held my gaze and there was an intensity in them I’d never seen before.
“You.” It was one simple word. My pulse sped up and I pushed my hands into my pockets to keep from reaching out and pulling her up against my body. It amazed me how she always said exactly what I wanted and needed to hear.
Before I could respond she continued, “Now it’s only fair that I ask you what you asked me… What do you want?”
My breath left me in one gush, and the words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them, “I want you to be mine.”
Her eyes widened and she cocked her head to the side as a small smile curled the corners of her lips. “That’s a bold statement.”
I couldn’t stop myself. I stepped forward and pulled her into my arms. She felt small but strong at the same time and I soaked up the feeling of my body wrapped around hers. She was home. Gently, I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I should’ve told you that a long time ago.”
Her arms snaked around my neck and she leaned back so that she could peer up at me. “Do you mean it?”
I nodded.
She raised up on tip toe, brushed her lips against mine, and whispered, “I’m yours.”
I’m ready to run, I’m ready to fall,
I’m tired of it all,
You said you’d be here to help me climb, but here I am all alone, as I repeat I can’t do it alone.
the scariest president had to be Rushmore because he had four heads
it’s a good thing we captured him in that mountain even if we have to live in fear of the spell wearing off :/

