When I think about how much I want to take care of you and how I will never be able to, it feels like a torpedo going straight into chest. The only thing I can hope for is that whoever ends up with you will take care of you the way I wish I could.
When I think about how much I want to take care of you and how I will never be able to, it feels like a torpedo going straight into chest. The only thing I can hope for is that whoever ends up with you will take care of you the way I wish I could.