when something wonderful is happening,
you notice the small details like time and the way his laugh skips a beat on his hurried breath
As time goes on, the newness of what was wonderful is gradually slipping away
instead you start to see things in a way you never did before
like the way he talks about his sister, with a twinkle in his eye
or when you hear his phone go off, but he doesn't check it because you're telling a story
"her voice is getting loud again.. and now with the corny jokes? she's something else
and you know he's only putting up with you because
it's worth it

and it's wonderful again

you left just as quickly as you had come
but you still kissed me goodbye
you told me what my name was, and the town I lived in
like you cared or something
you didn't want to forget me,
or something..
I didn't even know you
but I loved [what] you [gave me]
that one night.
you said that you wanted to see me again,
that you weren't going to forget
but I'm the one who can't seem to shake you
a kiss at 6am is just as deadly as the one at 2am
two kisses was all it took, to permeate yourself into my heart
now you'll always be that boy
from that town, just out of my reach
who gave me, in one night,
what some girls crave for a lifetime
my love~