It may not seem like a lot to you.
But it means the world to me.
Sitting in your room for hours on end;
music playing in the background.
Laying on the bed for hours on end.
Each of us on our phones in our own worlds;
but at the same time, we are in a world together.
Just our own little world
Not feeling the need to entertain each other constantly,
but when we do have something to say...
all the silence fades away.
I love borrowing your clothes.
It brings me comfort.
Smelling your perfume all day;
it's comforting knowing that at least some part of you is with me.
It may not mean much to you,
that we have the same music interests or that you know every last secret about me.
But it makes me incredibly happy that I don't have to be fake around you.
You accept me as I am;
And that means the world.
It may not seem like much to you when you ask for rides,
or when we go out to lunch.
But it brings me joy
Windows down
music blasting.
Not a care in the world.
Just me and my bestfriend
I love getting lost with you.
Driving all around trying to figure out which way to go,
whcih exsit to take.
You probably think nothing of it
Though, I love it.
Because that extra time we spend lost is just more time I get to spend with you.
You may not think about the future,
but I do all the time.
It terrifies me when I get the thought of you not being in it.
**Because you mean the world to me