So many times with you I’ve wanted to jump. So many times I’ve walked up to that big oak Church door - and paused happily -
I’ve knocked and heard the silence.
I’ve run and heard the music, of us.
When you talk of forever -
Hasn’t that always been me for you babe?
Haven’t we danced around the (text) messages - and kept promises of friendship -
All to keep the years together?
Maybe I just put it all together.
I know I’m quick to decide while you take it lovingly slow -
I know I rush you - and you baffle me.
I know your words before you say them -
And I know your tune even in memory.
So take another slow dance with me and skip another heartbeat. When I tell you how they said forever - let’s think before we leave.
Then we’ll tell another story - ask so many questions, and start the day
“Like we were then” again.
I’ll keep every kiss, love every change, and wake every morning -
Knowing we chose right.
. . .
