The 5 W's of Us
Who was I before you?
Just another, no one
Now that you love me, too
Perhaps I am a someone
What is this taste upon your lips?
Someone would call it delight
But I know once the sun dips
It is the flavor of goodbye and goodnight
When did “you” and “I” turn into “we?”
I think it was last December
Or maybe it was always so-like destiny
Nevertheless, you kiss me again, and I can’t remember
Where do you start and I begin?
Two green eyes reflected in two green eyes
Then the warmth of your skin on my skin
Not yet the end, cue the butterflies
Why should I ever want for more?
Of all the things I could accrue
I have everything I ever hoped for
Because, honestly, all I need is you.
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