"Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word."
—
George R.R. martin - a game of thrones
(via mshf)baby mine, don’t you cry. baby mine, dry your eyes
rest your head close to my heart. never to part, baby of mine
little one when you play. don’t you mind what you say
let those eyes sparkle and shine. never a tear, baby of mine
if they knew sweet little you. they’d end up loving you too
all those same people who scold you. what they’d give just for
the right to hold you. from your head to your toes
you’re not much, goodness knows. but you’re so precious to me
cute as can be, baby of mine


