I wasn't yours and you weren't mine
But in bed we laid so intertwined
Sometimes as late as one or two
And all I wished was that I could stay with you
Our hands locked together with my head on your chest
Drowning in your arms and never fully dressed
We were so lost in the moment; I was caught in a dream
One that you formulated from the second you touched me
How wrong we both were then, but look at where it brought us
Now you are mine and I am yours and none of that past wrongness matters.