I miss slow dancing in the basement.
And driving through the night listening to Nightmare of You after a nice dinner.
And lying to everyone about where I was when the only place I could be found was in the arms of another.
And falling asleep to a sweet “Goodnight” and waking up to lovely morning sentiments.
And sneaking in kisses when no one was looking.
And stealing little kisses when everyone was looking.
And holding hands just to make it through the halls.
And leaving notes just to prove I care.
And watching movies only to not watch at all.
And laughing when maybe there was nothing there to laugh at.
And staring stupidly because the words won’t come.
And gazing deeply because I didn’t need to say anything at all.
And cuddling in backseats because driving home would just take too long.
And skipping school because in reality, we were just that cool.
And singing along to songs that said everything we felt.
And making whispered confessions because we just wanted the other to know.
And walking in to parties only to steal the show.
And hosting parties because we are the show.
And daydreaming about our wedding.
And smiling endlessly about all the adventures we’d have.
あなたとふたりでいきてゆきたい。
