Let me be
your
go-to girl.
Let mine be
the shoulder
you cry on.
I want to be strong
for you.
I wanna love you
oh,
like you've never been loved before.
And like I've never loved before.
I have had
salt stains
on my fingers before,
I can hold your tears too.
I will cradle you
when you feel broken.
Or just when you need
to be cradled.
When you are falling over
I can prop you up.
Let me be your
happy times.
When I'm done being
Honestly me
let me see
honestly you.
Let me be your
go-to girl.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
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