I think it was a Sunday When I saw you first You looked at me and, and I- I made that face that made you smile The one you could have fallen for The one you said made you feel special The one I had always hated because it was too honest The one that made you mine in the beginning We created a spark from a distance Something clicked in me And somewhere in you, a switch was flipped The natural entropy in the universe had created this Just our luck Time went by, You met my friends You met my parents You met my problems You met me where no one else had before We would do things We would sit in your car And hold hands And listen to the world outside exist while we hid from it The time I first felt your lips on that couch in your basement I was leveled Your skin was satin Your mouth was a trip Your body was a supernova Your heart was a neighbor to mine The world melted around me The tan walls of that room swirled into vibrant shades of satisfaction The couch beneath us engulfed us into a world all of our own Time pushed and pulled, the moments we kissed went fast yet that whole day seems to have lasted an eternity within my mind The connection was strong at least it was for me
I think it was a Sunday when you hurt me the last time I looked at you, and you- Couldn't look back at me. Your eyes dodged mine Your eyes, glassy and weary, looked at your feet Your eyes, once they could see me, were heavy Your eyes told me what you didn't want to We lost the spark Something turned off in you Yet I was still clicking You told me it wasn't me And you were sorry You said you loved me But you were never in love with me And that I deserved someone who could ...reciprocate, is what you said And then you said you were sorry And in an instant, you were gone And I was broken And you were better And I was not I was not because even then and even now You are my Spring Flower