I disintegrate Again, At the thought of growing up growing old At the thought of Consequences Of making love (you actually do make something) I fall apart, At the thought of forever At the thought of How many times The sun will rise In my forever How many times Will you forgive me How many times Will you fall inlove with me again How many times Will you fall out of it How many times Will i almost give up How many stars fit in your always? I come together At the thought Of watching your hands Age and harden I come together At the thought Of lovers before you, Forgotten I look forward to the slow fading Of life before you As time passes and I realize I've been with you for longer, Than not You are the ink On my polaroid picture And Love is the oxygen That develops it You are the image That appears and Allows me to forget The blank space that Was there before You were that first sip Of water I drank before I knew i was dry And you are The last drop of water That leaves me Wanting more You are the moment I realized that looking up at flickering lights is just an ocean of other planets' suns You are a sun to a humble planet that only I find familiar you are my very own sun