Cant Help

I’d love to make you happy, because I hate to see you sad. The times when I’m with you, are the best moments I have. Even though we only have a few, and I’m afraid these days are numbered. When in my restless mind, I can’t help but hope and wonder. What else could be discovered, between me and you, girl? Because I think about you all the time, just like the free world. You see, we’ve got a sweet and sour relationship, but I love the way it hurts. When I’m with you it tastes like freedom, but when I’m not it’s like I’m cursed. Little blessings that come in bursts, every single time you smile. It makes that barbwire disappear, even if only for a while. So just know I hold you here, and can’t help but to hope. That I’m somewhere in your heart too, and that you won’t let me go.