I, too, hate ending conversations with you
It's like, turning the last page of a novel with which you've fallen in love
Or saying you're going to cut off the tip of your own finger

I am the girl the musicians say,
"she had so much love she'd wanna kiss you all the time"
And I just pray in moments like these
That, I'll save a tenth of all this perfume poured out of my heart for you
For the dry-drenched day, when you need it most

I feel like ranting when the college campuses leave the sprinklers on
when it's raining
But I can't shut off the joy, the effervescent happy fireworks inside
That always set off into the night sky at five hundred feet a second
When you smile,
You light a single match inside me
And as I explode in the night sky like the fourth of July
I also sit in the cool breeze of some family's front porch
A glowing Jack-o-latern in the night
Waiting for you, but never feeling alone.

You are what I will be thanking God for, when everyone else is thanking him for the turkey
You will be my favorite surprise gift on December 24th
even though I've been hoping for it all along

And for each day I get to hold you, it will feel like a Grand Old Holiday
No expense spared. For you, I am wasted
Like confetti on Jesus' birthday if he had any
The trees cut for Hallmark cards on Valentine's Day
The bubbling champagne that overflows the glass.

Because of you, I feel like celebrating.