And no more do I feel so lame.
Not meeting you before is such a shame.
The moment that I saw you in the bar,
I thought my feels for you would go so far.
And when we talked, we laughed and drank,
I felt so great and chill, and my heart sank.
It made me feel so nice, so wholesome and secure.
I drank cocktails, I drank affection for you pure.
And when we left, we rode a scooter.
I think you really hacked my love computer.
We had the fun, the thrill, the speed.
You gave me everything that I could ever need.
And then we met again to watch a movie,
It made me feel it was created by some loony.
But I cared not, I was with you – it was amazing.
The night was ended with a kiss extremely blazing.
I simply love all things about you.
You make me live and breathe anew.
It is a pleasant, heartfelt feeling.
I’m at the top of my wellbeing.
I give my thanks for every day
I spend with you – I always say
That I am lucky we have met.
I haven’t been so happy yet.
You bring me cheerfulness and joy.
There’s actually so much that I enjoy
In every single moment that we share.
They are just wonderful, I swear.
I want to tell you we’ll be fine.
We’re like a bottle of an aging wine
That tastes more rich and sweet with time
And makes our relationship sublime.
Maybe there’s a God above,
And all I’ve ever learned from love
Is that it is a blessing so divine.
And every sunless night I’ll pray
To see your rays beaming someday.
Come cast the lonely dark out with your shine.
I want to feel its warm embrace
Upon my cold and cat-like face.
Poor into me, intoxicate like wine.
Now sinking down below the line,
I hope that we can breathe just fine
Until you rise again over horizon mine.
I can’t but suffer the sunset,
I bear the freezing frost onset.
It weighs on me, it chills, it breaks my spine.
So cannot wait for you to show,
To heat me up in your great glow,
To let me be a pilgrim to your shrine.
Thought I was building castles in the air,
Thought it to be a kingdom of some love affair.
Built brick by brick, into the clouds yet another stair.
If bricks were money, then I think I’d be a billionaire.
I’m not a builder, not a king, and not a millionaire,
But all I know is that this thing between us cannot wear and tear.
The thing, the fabric of our lives, I feel it stretching here and there.