It's slow dancing with you
in the middle of the street,
or talking about our future
in the backseat.
It's watching movies
in the living room,
or slowly kissing you
in my bedroom.

It's playing outside,
or riding in your car,
it's listening to music,
or just counting your scars.

It's being with you
that made me comprehend
why people search for love all their lives
and why they cry, when it ends.