One hand on the wheel, the other holding yours /// I remember being in third grade trying to read your name tag on the corner of your desk in home room the first day I saw you actually Fast forward 14 years old when you kissed me in my kitchen that summer night after catching fireflies and no one could slap that grin off my face
Here we are, Christmas Eve, and it's like nothing's ever changed you told me; you're the one thing that's never changedΒ Β
And I just couldn't stop laughing- eight, twelve, seventeen, twenty three.
So he grabbed my face and slurred something along the lines of if we made it to 26 without a family in our near future we'd have to make one of our own and ****** you know 15 years and 6 jack & cokes later I wasn't about to turn you down.