There's this smell in the mornings when
I walk to the bus stop alone
This smell brings a sensation of over satisfaction
The air is clear
My atmosphere warm
The scent so gratifying

Flashback to your bed I slept on
And your morning breath that greeted my lips
Those bright eyes that grounds me
The I love you exchanged before ours days

Flashback once more to the night before
Tired eyes
Our toes intertwined
My heart heavy and filled with you
My mind yours to consume

I have the world in front of me
The morning peaks over the buildings,
*are you not satisfied?

Pit pat pit pat
My fingers click my screen
Pit pat pit pat
My words want to be seen
Pit pat pit pat
Two years just seem too long
Pit pat pit pat
These words have a new song

he has me wound up in this love mania
i found his hands, he my eyes
and i feel those stupid generic butterflies
love so young, love so innocent
we are its most pure and basic element

I can feel the sadness through your heart
When I lay on your chest
I want to heal your anguish with my love

Little feet, little feet, please lead the way
To that place you found,
so safe and sound,
I promise I won't walk astray

Grind on me
Hold my curves
Tilt my head
Grip my hair
Bite my neck
Don't look me in the eyes
Tell me a fake name
Jake. What's yours?
*Kate.