i’d rather stay awake with you
until 4 am and talk about
what you eat for breakfast every morning
your favorite season of the year
how old you were when you lost your first tooth
eventually our eyes wouldn’t be able to stay open
any longer and we’d fall asleep
mid-conversation in eachother’s arms
with the lamp still on in the corner of my room
and my window cracked open just enough to
hear the breeze shake the tree in the front yard

because an emotional connection is so much stronger
than a physical one
i don’t want to be your one-night stand
i want to be a piece of your heart
the reason you get up in the morning
that song that’s always stuck in your head
i want to be the sun in your sky
you sure are in mine