Theres no word for this feeling...
No name for this emotion.
No way to describe,
Exactly what is on my mind.

Sprawled upon the hardwood floor,
Laid a girl with sandy hair.
I wanted her when I was drunk.
The only change...
Now I'm sober.

We spent too much time trying to catch a buzz
At too many parties with not enough *****.
We played our games to contain my head.
Every kiss was backed by Burnette's.

I'm so in love with what I've found.
Where was I?
Cuz she was always around.
And Ill sing for you untIl I die,
I'll write you songs 15 minutes at a time.
I'm so in love with what I've found.

Too dry to be brainstormed, but perfect like a plot lines
We were deep in drought, now she's all mine.
It was written in humidity.
Our summer romance in calligraphy.