My mind spirals back and forth trying to grab the exact date we met, but you don’t seem to have a clue either.
Maybe our minds have hidden the truth from us because it isn’t important,
Not at this time, but in the future we shall unravel the secret,
but for now, we have the enlaced company of each other.
Maybe it’s the feeling of having someone there for me in a way no one could be, maybe it’s the freeing feeling you gift me when I am with you, maybe you’re the energy for my never-ending smile, maybe that’s why my cheeks are always sore after being with you,
Because they’ve never experienced that much use for a smile before now.
Maybe it’s because I know you’re here to help me and not to hurt me, but maybe it’s because I’m used to being hurt and now I’ve learned you won’t hurt me.
For we will have our disagreements, but we will also have our moments where my eyes don’t wanna leave yours.
Someday in the future, I wish to be with you, lying under the glittery stars in your truck bed.
And I know I will never let it flee from my memory, but what happens when my mind erases your image,
will you still find a corner in my mind to linger in,
will you be like a tick on my shoulder always nibbling away,
or will you be like a scared deer abandoning me?