I think I like it best, when you are a mess.
When you have rolled-up black sweats
underneath your navy striped dress.
When your hair is less than neat
and slipper boots cover your feet.
It is then that I see you shine
and my heart is so happy you are mine.
Yes, I think I like it best, when you are a lovely mess.
1 comment:
A hot mess, I luv it!
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