Today my dad saw me sitting on the porch crying
He asked “What the hell are you doing?”
I say “I’m having a bad day”
he then says “Stop fucking crying and pull your shit together, we have guests coming over”
What could I do for you to stop drinking for one day and love me?
I’m more in love with you then I’ve been in ages with anyone. But I’m ridiculously scared of the way you love me.
Everyday it gets more and more clearer…