All the flowers were just about to bloom
When I was, for the first time, in a crowded room
Alone… With you

By the end of those two days
We were already in the flirting phase
Full of shy smiles and quiet jokes with you

Yeah you already had another girl
But that was just about to unfurl
All I had to do was wait to be with you

And I already had another guy
Who got me more than just a little high
But you convinced me, I’d be better with you

When she didn’t want to be there
You came running to me and let me hear
How she was just toying with you

Time and again, he went and let me down
He was just toying with me, but you were always around
Made me realize it was safer with you

Eventually things fell apart like we knew they would
And we gave voice to your unspoken question: if I could
Ever want to be with you

And that’s where it all began
We closed our eyes and just ran
With it, happy that I was finally with you

You put your arm around me, asked “is that okay?”
And I didn’t know what else to say
So I just stayed and watched movies with you

Flash back to the first week, in a room full of friends
But when your hand found mine, our conversation ends
Because, suddenly, I am alone with you

And it was conversations with our hands met
Between us, at sunset
In the parking lot with you

It was your hand in my pocket
My hand around the picture of us in my locket
Lying on the couch with you

It was dangerous
Rebellious
Sneaking around with you

It was sensational
Wonderful
Magical being with you

It was precious sand
Slipping our hands
A fragile era with you

We went from “you look wonderful tonight”
To three a.m. fights, staying up crying all night
On the phone with you

So now I’m bathed in the moonlight
Wide awake at midnight
Lying here, in the dark, without you

It’s one-hundred- and-ten, heat’s on high
I claim I’m alright, but it’s a lie
Because it’s so cold here without you

I know we weren’t made to last
Our foundation was made of glass
But it’s hard to think of me without you

The whirlwind of emotions brought us to life
Everything from passion to strife
I feel less alive without you

It was short lived, but it was all too real
To forget how you made me feel
I’ve never felt more alone than I do without you

Looking back on it now, I become distraught:
I think I was more in love with the thought
Of you than I was….
With you