Lying in his arms
Feeling his lips against mine
His touch on my body
Feeling good

Thinking about his touch
Feeling comfort and warmth, safety

Then thinking bout You
How you touched me, how you held me tightly, how you exactly knew what to do, what to say
You just knew

He‘s different
The way he touches me
The way he kisses me
The way he talks to me

For a short moment I wished he was you
He would act like you
But I laid in his arms, not yours

And after all his arms still felt safer than yours