So… based on a conversation I had, and I don’t know how much I like it, but I like my sentence structure at least.

My love is a pestering, repetitive kind of love. A text me when you get home, don’t forget your gloves, show me where it hurts kind of love. And sorry, I’m sorry, I know it’s too much. And sorry, I’m sorry, I know five texts is four too many. But what if you forgot to take your medicine tonight? What if you had a bad day and need some cheering up? What if you need me? I’ve been told I come off desperate, I come off annoying and lonely, and maybe I am all those things and more. I need to make sure you got home safely though, and that you remembered to eat lunch today, and that your nightmares don’t wake you up again in the dark. My love is the check up on you at midnight kind of love, because what if I’m the only one who does?

Super random, I was in the mood for pretty words so I created my own. I’m really having trouble writing music for honestly like the past two years though so I need to figure out a way to break my slump. Also I didn’t want to call this “Honestly, honey,” so I didn’t, so shush. Killing time is totally a viable alternative.

Honestly, honey, I know we’re just killing time in each other’s arms, but why can’t this last forever? I mean, I know, life gets in the way, I know we need to grow up, I know it’ll end, but come on, couldn’t we just try? We’re in love, right? That should be enough, right? I mean, I know it’s not, but we can dream, right? Honestly, honey, I know our today won’t last ‘till tomorrow. Honestly, honey, I know one of these kisses will be our last. Honestly, honey, I know we’re just a ticking time bomb. Let’s just hold each other for our now, because honestly, honey, why should we stop?