I Look At You Because I Can't

I've Always Kind Of Wrote When I Wanted To. Once I Get The Idea In My Head And Get It Outlined Out, I Usually Just Sit And Write Until It's Done.

Sometimes It Seems To Me That That’s All My Life Has Been, A Series Of Things That I Loved Deeply That I Could Never Have.

I'm Not All You Need, And I Don't Even Want To Be. I Just Want To Love You, For The Rest Of My Life, And As Long As You Let Me Do That, We'll Be Okay.

How Did You Even Know I Wasn't In My Room?" "i Checked On You." Finn Gave Me A Look Like I Was An Idiot. "i Check On You Every Morning." "you Check On Me When I'm Sleeping?" I Gaped At Him. "every Morning?" He Nodded. "i Didn't Know That." "why Would You Know That? You're Sleeping," Finn Pointed Out.

I Guess What I'm Trying To Say Is That You Can't Live Somebody Else's Life For Them. They Have To Make Their Own Choices, And Sometimes All We Can Do Is Learn To Live With Them.