There are things I want to share
Like how soft my hair feels
When I’ve used my favourite conditioner
Like the warmth of my stomach
When I drank my favourite tea
Like the joy of my giggles
When I’ve made a pun to myself

There’s things I want shared with me
Like the smell of your hair
When you come fresh out the shower
Like the sounds of your guitar
When you’re playing all and nothing
Like the feel of your hand
When I hold it with mine

There’s things that we should share
Like the smell of fresh coffee
When we wake up on a Sunday
Like the laughs about nothing
When we share a good mood
Like the feeling of freedom
When we know we belong