I fell in love to James Bay’s first album.
The words to each song spilling off of our tongues.
You’d sing in the driver’s seat, careful not to swerve
And I’d sing to the sky, my hand out the sunroof beside yours.
I remember looking at you, just like I do now,
A smile on my face, God, you make me so proud.
Your eyes are divine, with golden flecks of sunlight
That light up my world when the sun hits them just right.
Your smile, slightly off center, and imperfectly aligned,
I’m so grateful for you lips, when you kiss me— all mine.
Our love has a soundtrack, each song all our own,
We sit in our spot listening to it on repeat, enjoying life’s wonder, together alone.
“Incomplete” makes my heart ache, just knowing its true,
it hurts to know that’s just what I am whenever I’m not with you.
“Best Fake Smile” makes us scream sing at the top of our lungs,
Each time it ends, we’re out of breath, and you wrap me in your hugs.
“If You Ever Want to be in Love” is our anthem,
like he simply took our love and put it to a rhythm.
I fell in love to this album, and you did, too.
Not a moment passes by that I don’t want to be with you.
So kiss me and hug me and smile once more,
before we pause our love playlist, and I open the truck door.