Daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through your lips across my neck
I smell your perfume upon your pillow
We say good morning and I love you
Then "coffee?" "Coffee."
The second thought that runs through our heads

I open shades, contracts our pupils
Heavily dilated from the night before
We sip and smile in our sunlight
Love, like a cartoon, so unreal
But relatable in every way

I'm the coyote, you're the runner
You stick around within my grasp
Then encouragingly pull away, forcing me to get better
So when I fall off that cliff
I fall in love all over again.

...daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through my lips and then runs cold
Your perfume has faded from your pillow
I lay alone and say I love you
The coffee, a memory now burnt and black

I'm the coyote, you're the runner
Who was snatched up by the wolves
So shocking and so sudden
I'll never fall again.