How It Should Be
Because I love you and we both deserve the best
Your heart has been torn up and deserves a rest
Holding your hand, a kiss upon the cheek
Just seeing your smile makes me weak
The lingering scent of your smell mixed with mine
The way it feels with our hands intertwined
Sparks that ignite the butterflies within
I could not ask for a better friend
Chivalry is dead, or so they say
But through thick and thin, you’re here to stay
I’d move mountains for you, I know you’ll do the same
Mutual trust should never be a game
Goodbye, have fun, with your friends you go
I trust that you love me, this I always know
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