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When all my thoughts are


When all my thoughts are grey and blurry

You're the solution, elimation of worry.

The days get tough because you're miles away,

I still hold you close like you're here to stay.

 

On an island, just you I'd need.

No more sadness, fear or greed.

My worry was always never being successful together,

if it was just you and I

I'd be happy forever.

 

The idea of someone who knows every vein and cell in my system

someone to be there always and I'd never miss them,

a person to share every emotion and smile,

would be greater than any life by 584 miles.

 

I have a home anywhere you are,

centimeters close or miles far.

We've made our place in the space,

deep down in the ocean,

on this island we call home

because its where you are.

 

 

 
 
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