I’ve learned not to wish

For things that are not meant to

Be in my story

There’s nothing else to

Believe in when I breathe in

Your vast atmosphere

Our morning kisses

Calls for no chapstick and mints

It just tastes better

Love is like a song

We sing along and we dance

Shuffle and repeat

Sundays are the best

For sorry’s and I love you’s

Over tea and pie

We all want someone

That’ll show up at our door just

To say I love you