Here

he saw it as

"i'm here, you're here,

we're together, everything is perfect."

it was much more than that to me,

he was correct because

"i'm here, you're here,

we're together, everything is perfect"

but my hand was holding yours

and the sky was just near setting

and you could make me laugh so hard

to the point that i felt silly for laughing

and being unable to stop.

you'd stare at me

and i'd pretend not to notice

because i wanted you to enjoy the view

and you'd kiss me 10 times rapidly

and a smile would form upon my lips

and you'd still be kissing me!

we'd sit down

and all i would want to do is stare at you.

i'd think to myself i'm so lucky

that you're mine,

that you were a perfect match,

and no matter where i'd look

nobody could surpass you

in your understanding of me.

you knew me like the back of your hand.

if i started to leave

and you hadn't kissed me

you'd pull me right back

because you knew what i wanted

and you gave it to me.

whatever i wanted

you gave it to me.

because honestly i wanted your heart

and even that, you gave to me.