I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you breathe.
My breath of fresh air in despair when things seem to not feel right,
you're there, turning my frown upside down and showing me there's more things
to be happy about.
As I grow close to you, I see more and more of you,
and you are who I want to be with,
just me and you.
No more of them two
because we
because us
are who we want to pursue.
I do and
I will
take that risk
for you, on us.