How many thoughts can I press into your fingers?
How many secrets let slip between your lips?
How many nights spin into daylight, with you?
How many years did it take for a simple, "let's grab coffee"?
Looking back, I told you more than I remembered,
Remembered you more than I'd like to admit.
I let people know how I ignored the hell out of you
In high school - but ask anyone, and they'll tell you
I had nothing but fond words and fonder memories.
So six years down the line, there I was
Carting two heartbreaks from the past year
Only to find you, bearing that same charming smile.
I was worried my whole life story would spill out unbidden,
Cascade off my fingertips; startle you into running.
But you stayed, and we laughed, and I didn't want it to end.
A day, a week, a month. Two months, three-
I'll leave behind a lifetime just to come home to you.
So how much time do we have? How long can this last?
Let me whisper, 'always' and not be haunted by its echo.
Always. Always. This does