you always put your hands out for me. i’m just waiting for the day you put out your heart and say “this will help you more than my hands ever could.”
but i trust you enough to wait for if you ever decide this is what it should be.
someone way back must’ve told you boys only like timid girls, because you hold your head down when you’re around them like you’re afraid to look at them. but a man wants you to look him in the eye. he wants to be shackled by your glance. how are you supposed to do so with your chin against your chest?