money can’t buy love, but what it can buy is food and that satisfies me enough
I’m in love with you, still.
If you asked me to crawl into your bed tonight and warm your cold heart, I would. I’d forget about the venom you pumped into my system when you told me goodbye and just lie there with you in my arms, as if the word had never made it past your lips the first time.
I don’t want to be alone tonight.