Blue jeans and a over-sized t-shirt.
The middle of class thinking about you.
And all the memories we have too.
Seven months, eight months, nine
I’ve had you now for some time.
One, two, three, maybe four
Have I heard stories like this before.
Lord Almighty this is tough,
Try to put my thoughts to paper.
From dark to light when I met you that night.
“Who are you?”
"Where are you from?"
"What made you come to me?"
"Are you the key to my peace and serenity?"
I’ve learned to appreciate communication.
We haven’t even had our first date.
Due to to distant separation and slight discrimination.
For you I’d travel anywhere
If it be by plane bus or train.
For every penny I have I’d spend.
I’d spend it all to be with my best friend.
Late night calls keep me up,
They let me know whats up.
I cannot wait ‘til distance no more.
But I’ll have to do plenty of chores,
God damn I’m poor.
To this day I wonder,
Was it the Sitting, Waiting, Wishing
That I learned from Jack Johnson?
Or maybe the love of the world’s sport
That really clicked with us?
You definitely gained my trust
And became a must.
Have I met you before this?
Where are you from kind miss?
Because you fill me with utter bliss.
Your style, your eyes, and your compromise
To stay with me through thick and thin.
I promise to stay by your side and
In this I have not lied.
You are my dream
You are my everything
Life without you was as dark as the deepest depths
Life with you is like golden sunrises and shooting starts.
10 fingers 10 toes 2 eyes and a nose.
They create such a connection.
Baby I’ll always remember…
I’ll never forget.
How you took my breath away,
The first time we met.
No matter what happens,
No matter what we do,
I’ll always remember the first time I saw you.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.