He knows I love this song...
He says I never write about him,
But that's because he's perfect.
And perfect has never been what I write about.
I write to soothe nervous energy.
And to mend my broken heart,
And I write to solve unanswered questions.
We've been through our fair share of ups and downs,
And there will be more.
But he's never forced me to go at that alone.
He's held my hand and helped me through every mistake I ever made,
And I can say that of not many else.
I could never imagine life without him.
Because living wouldn't be living without you.
And it takes every part of me
To not want to share my every waking breath with him.
But we must go through our monotonous day-to-day knowing,
That when we get home and get under the covers.
The warmth we feel won't only be from our hearts,
But from our bodies snuggling close to each other.
"Just a sunny day, without you...
Just another 24 that passes by."
Even after food poisoning, I can say this was one of the most memorable weekends of my life,
Because ever time I looked past my shoulder,
You were there.