I do love her
Quietly
I wish it had snowed
Out on the roof
So I could've seen the delicate flakes
Land on her eyelashes

So it isn't effortless
I feel like I'm trying
Bumbling blindly
Wondering if she'll still love the real me

Maybe it just takes getting used to
My prom-fueled idealistic
Concept of soulmates
Really has no place
In a world where a small apartment
Is the best I'll ever get
But I fell in love with her
Not the taste of money
A split fast hard crash romance
Is not what I asked for

And if this is what love is like
I could get used to it
I wish I could call her in the morning
Or even better
Wake up next to her
I feel like she'll be the one
The first one I really talk to
About what he did to me
And what I did to him

So if this is what love's like
I don't mind
I'll spend my time with her
Laughing at the cars
That pass on the street
A ****** suburban sun dream
Sitting on a roof with her
Thrift shopping and walking
Hand in hand
Arms around each other in the end
So shameless
So carelessly together
Not afraid of who sees
I know it's what I want
Maybe it's what I need