I flash a smile and help her up, sitting in a clean spot of the floor and pulling her against me. I let go of her after that, not forcing her into anything.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I study her before glancing away and expelling a little more energy into her, clearing my throat, "I'm sorry... about all this. I don't regret it though."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile and chuckle, "I regret getting paint in my bra...which I think is completely uncomfterable and weird...so I guess we both have some problems right now."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!