Not that I fell
In live in two dates.
But your eyes and your stories
Do make the butterflies flutter
Not that I like
That you aren’t in the city
But your inability to be at one spot
Did take my heart away
Alright, you had me at hello.
Big deal, I left a sweet mark too.
The brevity of us
Was the beauty of it
If we happened, we might
as well be history
Not that i cant run
As fast as you.
But if I do, i cant
Not race like you.
So I leave us here.
I choose memories of two happy dates
And the regrets that come along.
I choose a hole over an abyss in both our hearts
A dark stone and a clay ball.
I will remember your eyes and how they looked at mine
Your eyes the length of happiness
And the width of excitement