Even though the heart cries on and on for your touch,
My brain still is fueled by your words.

Cut me up and box me in thirds.
Send a piece to your heart and a piece to your gut
And a piece to your brain so I’ll be there for
Every decision you make.
Every breath you take.
I’ll sing cheesy love songs until one in the morning
And swing through the night until dawn.

I’ve never been sure of a whole lot of things.
Never been certain of much anything…
But there is one thing for sure that I can now say.
A life without you? I’m not living that way.

Raindrops on noses and whiskers on kittens,
I saw your smile and then I was smitten,
Silver coin down the well and I made a small wish,
The silver touched water and turned to a fish.
The fish swam below to the depths of the well,
And what did it see there? Only few can tell.
When it swam right back up, this is what it told me,
“Far, far away is your one and only”.

That small fish was right, one and only she is.
But not in the regular sense.
There’s a bond that’s filled with brute strength.
An unbreakable picture frame, housing a delicate,
Beautiful stained-glass portrait.
These feelings of love feel like horseshit.
But my brain takes backseat and my heart tells my feet
To run straight into your arms again.

And again and again and again.

I don’t care what we do or how we do it
As long as I get to hold you all through it.