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I can be inspired by the littlest things although those are often the biggest because good things come in small packages and you, you, my stutter step, you're a issue I can't sidestep, I wish I could say that I was on to you like glue and maybe covered it the white on rice, I thought twice, there's no second guessing, be my downfall or my blessing, I feel like there's no point in stressing what I'm undressing is love, painting you in it's image and I fear I will never capture your beauty, literally or metaphorically, your's truly though adorably...