I know that it feels like forever,

Since we walked down the streets of our homes.

And I miss that young breathless summer,

And the belonging I felt in my bones.



The boys tried to **** with your body,

To make themselves feel more like men.

But I made you feel like somebody,

Before I ****** with your mind once again.



So I know what I’ll get I’ll deserve it,

The wrench in my stomach and lungs.

To ensure that I’ll never forget it,

The moment you walked and I clung.



And I will taste other women,

And feel their weight on my bed.

But its you in the spaces I dream in,

Every time I lay down my head.



Oh, its you I go back to in winter,

To those familiar pages I’ve read,

While the trees wither and splinter,

Our love falls so still and dead.