Being with you is something I look forward to
I count days, moons and hours till we meet again
When time comes, I fill my list with things to do
But lately I procrastinate due to the little rain
Should I write a song today or just hum an old one
I think I want to swim but the water is too cold
A movie with swords or psychos will indeed be fun
Or finish off that red-covered book marked with a fold
Try riding bus after bus till I’m completely lost
Then it would be exciting finding my way back
But soon I’ll be back on placing callers on hold
Heard your nail died today so I’ll wear something black
Just a day, indeed you made me feel rested
Few moments later, I’ll be excited logging in
I said that to sound a bit more motivated
When all I’m looking forward to is when “we’ll meet again”.
Three months of tantrums and cuddling Hey baby, with you I am happy in extreme In every minute of every day I think of you Remembering all the good times we share Days won’t always be good, but I love you, I swear
SOSILLYLOQUY - When self talk gets so silly 