𝐕 𝐈 𝐎 𝐋 𝐄 𝐓 𝐀 ༊ || DISCONTINUED

𝐏 𝐑 𝐎 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐔 𝐄

God, why is she always on my mind?

She's beautiful and fits perfectly in my hand.

God, why is she the person I think about right when I fall asleep and the first person I think about in the morning?

The way she my name when she ask for help, sounds like a music you repeat every time.

God, I'm good enough for her, right?

Of course you are!

God, will she love me back just the same as I love her?

Of course she will. She will always think about you.

God, I deserve her right?

Of course you deserve her!

God, she's the only one for me, right?

Of course she is. No one can have her but me!

God, why doesn't she notice me? Why doesn't she see how much I love and care for her?

She's too busy studying. You get that?!Wanting to be the best student so she can tell our kids how much of a scholar she is.

God, what if I kidnap her? What if she doesn't love me?

She will love you. Forceful or not, she's going to love you!

God, can't she notice me? Just for a minute. A minute of staring into her beautiful eyes.

That's all I want.