The Batcave

i didnt write this but it fits

I know I made our lives a mess, 
because I’m such a jerk 
I know I’ve caused you so much stress, 
and now you think I’m dirt 

I know I make the worst mistakes, 
we both know that is true 
I know right now I have the shakes, 
it’s my fault cause I hurt you 

I know you think I can’t improve, 
my actions have said so much 
I know you think it’s time to move, 
but I can’t live without your touch 

I know you want a better life, 
that you think I can’t provide 
I know you want to be a wife, 
and show the world your pride 

I know I really need to prove, 
how much for you I care 
You know I wrote this poem for you, 
Babe, this to you I swear



im yours till i die and past that, one day i want to make you my wife and want to see you have my children, i love you and will never stop. your my weird girl and im your weird boy and i want to have all of the hoosets and whats its with you forever and ever.  

16 March 2012