When I Think About You
When I think about you,
I can see the sun streaming through the trees as we lay underneath them,
staring up and the blue and white and endless of it all.
I smell woodsmoke and summer breezes and soap,
and it takes me back to all the places we've been and the places we're going to go.
I hear every song that's made you think of me,
and every song I've ever wanted to sing to you.
When I think about you,
Life is three dimensional and brilliant and full,
and I forget what it was like before you,
and I hope I never know what it might be like after you,
and I hate sleeping because it's minutes that I'm taking from us,
from me and you,
from everything we are and everything we're
meant to be.
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