The love we share,
Highly contagious,
How beautiful it is in its most innocent stages.

I keep biting my tongue.
My quaking knees are hopeless.
Your too worried about your shaky voice to notice.

We make extravagant plans,
But they will probably fall through,
But my house is Paris when I share it with you.

Laughter connects us.
Ignorance protects us.
The world still turns for everyone except us.

The past is frivolous,
The future unclear.
Let's save ourselves from the cycle of love,
And just stay here.