By LJK
The best parts of my day
Is the minutes spent with you
When collection and drop off
Becomes important too
I watch you turn the corner
My heart beats out of sync
When all I ever do these days
Is think and think and think
I cherish every movement
I savour every smile
I miss you more that anything
I'd fucken walk 'the mile'
How does it feel I wonder?
To have someone bound like glue
Who's incessant and excited
Everyday they spend with you
Who's excited about the simplest things
And loves you, whole and true
How did it happen I wonder
To be so inlove with you
I love to be under your arm
In ways you'll never know
That feeling of security
And safety's where I go
I love to hold your leg
And the minutes that we share
It's so mundane to beg
But all I do is care
But parting has such sorrow
When the drop off has begun
My stomach once with butterflies
Are pins and knots in one
I give a great big smile
But inside Im in pieces
For before the drop off had begun
My heart had made its creases
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