Scribbled

“They said the end is coming
Everyone's up to something
I found myself a-running home to your sweet nothings”

           All the commotions happening
                          In every mess
                  I end up running to you

“On the way home I wrote a poem You say, "What a mind" This happens all the time”

                 Compliments, compliments
       When it comes to your sweet lips
The sweetest words I can't get tired of listening

“All that you ever wanted from me was nothing”

      Everything you did were priceless
But all you want is none in exchange
I always thought that my love for you wasn't enough

“To you, I can admit that I'm just too soft for all of it”

             I can told you different stories
Problems, struggles, and challenges
With you just listening, it's all enough

“All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing”

                             At the end of the day
                       Just a single “I love you”
                          Is all we ever needed