You know you’re fucked when those late night thoughts start hitting you in the middle of the day.
I don’t need a hundred roses waiting by the front door
I don’t need a fancy house in the hills
You could rope the moon and bring me all the stars in heaven
It won’t change how I feel
You don’t have to be a modern-day Shakespeare
You don’t have to be anything you’re not
You don’t have to give me diamonds to impress me
Just give me your heart
Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful
Make me feel dance-around-the-room, Cinderella kind of magical
Make me believe I’m all that you’ll ever need
Hold me close and make me feel a million kinds of wonderful
Baby, your touch, it’s more than enough
Make me feel loved
Pack is built on the bonds of family, of mating, of love. You come first. You always will.