Writing to you
...If you asked me to write something to you
I wouldn't do...
'Cos I just write about what makes me sad
And you're not like that
You make so happy
I love when you arrive, tired, hungry and pissed off
And the first thing you say is "I missed you"
I love Saturdays
Fast-foods,long streets under the sun and breaking rules
I love chocolate ice-cream in the summer
And I love it always
I misss you so much
When we're not together it's like a change in the weather
Like rainy clouds coming out from nowhere in the middle of the day
And I hate it
I hate having something to say
I hate making you feel that way
I hate being naive,
Being nice and stupid
And I hate being late
I miss your company
I miss your smile
I miss your teeth
I love when we laugh so hard that we just can't breathe
I love drinking tea when it's early
And honey, milk, toasts and muffins
I love sitting in a Caffé, reading books and doing that 'yet inteligent face' just to make the others feel embrassed
I love doing things we never did
I like thinking about the future
And the past
I like making plans and lists, loves/hates and stuff
I like thinking about our house and wardrobes
And record-machines and old phones
I like patterns and flowers
And I like clothes
I like your hair when you're not wearing that hat
I like your sweaters
And I like your legs
I love when you kiss me
When you're hug me
When you're with me
I don't need anyone else
They doesn't matter
I love you so much
And I know that someday we'll make this whole shit into something better
I wouldn't do...
'Cos I just write about what makes me sad
And you're not like that
You make so happy
I love when you arrive, tired, hungry and pissed off
And the first thing you say is "I missed you"
I love Saturdays
Fast-foods,long streets under the sun and breaking rules
I love chocolate ice-cream in the summer
And I love it always
I misss you so much
When we're not together it's like a change in the weather
Like rainy clouds coming out from nowhere in the middle of the day
And I hate it
I hate having something to say
I hate making you feel that way
I hate being naive,
Being nice and stupid
And I hate being late
I miss your company
I miss your smile
I miss your teeth
I love when we laugh so hard that we just can't breathe
I love drinking tea when it's early
And honey, milk, toasts and muffins
I love sitting in a Caffé, reading books and doing that 'yet inteligent face' just to make the others feel embrassed
I love doing things we never did
I like thinking about the future
And the past
I like making plans and lists, loves/hates and stuff
I like thinking about our house and wardrobes
And record-machines and old phones
I like patterns and flowers
And I like clothes
I like your hair when you're not wearing that hat
I like your sweaters
And I like your legs
I love when you kiss me
When you're hug me
When you're with me
I don't need anyone else
They doesn't matter
I love you so much
And I know that someday we'll make this whole shit into something better
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