every time our eyes meet, it connects like red strings as if it's predestined by fate that our souls are meant to find each other (you have my heart, i'll forever cherish yours) and our bond is getting more blinding, more tight but it never curls up to our throats with restrictions
you have the ability to finish what I'm about say with ready syllables, you are capable of keeping up with me knowing full well what a huge feat that is, i am the yin to your yang (or is it the other way around?), the only part you can inflict pain on me is to my cheeks for making me laugh so much it leaves me gasping for air and i'll find some of my words in your mouth and my gestures in your actions and my heart swell with joy to know you care enough to not mind that there are pieces of me within you
With you, it's always a blast With you, it's always a happy day