i wonder what its like to be your breath
to be there with you
to feel the tickle and tease of your lips
every time
you exhale

i wonder what its like to be your finger tips
to trace little invisible insignias on some girl's soft skin
to feel the strong clack of the keys as you turn
thoughts into type

i wonder what its like to be with you
while you sleep
to see your eyes flutter as you dream
to feel the twitch of your muscles
to hear the soft sighs of slumber
to be the first thing you see when you wake up
maybe all i want to be is the first person to see
those ******* green eyes open
as you realize your dream has ended
and the day has begun
and there's  that girl in your bed again

sorry that im never that girl
sorry that im not your every breath
or the very tips of your fingers
or even the thing you wake up to

but most of all im sorry that you'll never understand
all of which i am saying or feeling