Heart problems at 21

She has needs, I have needs, and I need her to need me to –

Exquisite smile polished with divine taste of love, mixed with a bit of loyalty to spice things up and tangled in a rare cologne of trust.

Carried emotions in your handbag, walked a mile without the fear of having anyone above you; you held all your needs by the tip. You had every good guy questioning their intentions; you had every individual apprehensive because the thought of breaking your independency lies within us; the fear of staining your space caused by being too attached and too apprehensive of your welfare...

I’d buy you a dozen roses in order to have them witness beauty.