My definition of safe
is
next to you in the van,
my head is resting on your hip and i'm drifting off
tired enough that my vision is blurring
and my words are running together
and you can't tell what i'm saying,
so you just pet my hair until i fall asleep.
It's sitting in a theater flooded with purple light
i've got goosebumps
and i'm rubbing my thumb in the palm of your hand.
It's watching kids on the swingset going through the cold air
wearin' your sweatshirt and sitting in the grass.
It's sharing ben n jerry's at the gazebo,
the sun brushing its hair on my arms and neck
and listening to drake, with you
it's lying on a bed with navy sheets
in a pile of warm bodies, with you
it's hearing skype beep and feeling like cupid had maybe just shot me, that *******.
It's sitting in a black movie theatre and annoying everyone else with jokes only we understand, with you.
I don't know who my next you is,
but get here soon.