I press the wrong keys and lay my head on your chest, missing you ahead of time because I know you'll have to leave. Your kiss tastes like winter, but my living room smells like fire,
and I don't know what that combination makes, nor do I know where I fit in.

2. I told myself I'd go to sleep
    but all I am doing is staring at this ******* screen.

3. Are we intertwined yet because all I can imagine is the branch I have for arms, the leaves for fingers, I've got a big *** trunk heart and you came along and drilled yourself a hole right in the middle of me so you could live in there.
You know, the hole stays with me, but you won't have to.