I'm sitting in my kitchen
It's dark and I feel alone
You're in my bed so close but I feel so disconnected to your sleeping mind right now
Do you think about everything I think about?
What could be or how it could fall apart?
How your fingers don't touch me the same way theirs do?
Or how your voice brings calm to my mind like nobody else could
You might be my happy place and I hope it doesn't scare you
I wish I knew what you thought about this
About us
Maybe one day you'll tell me