sandy sidewalks hiddin by snow. like our soft fingers comforted by mittens,

underneath is so pleasing. a place we both want to stay forever. it takes time for us to remember whats hidden, what has been covered by the stinging coldness. watching our breath turn to misty fog, we wate for a chance to get caught up underneath inside eachothers lives. fitting this puzzle together, each piece fits so nicely. i cant hear the muffled noises comming from the masks we usually wear, i see your skin i see its beauty things you hide within

happieness is something you shuld hold onto, those moments when you feel that nothing could be better then this. to stay awake just to hug you one more time, or tell you a story that doesnt make sense.. far off from realty i hear my past warning me. i see friends who i have forgoten to call. i see the answers of doubt, then i ask the universe what it thinks, and it knows were here right now for a reason, who cares how long it lasts. it seems to hand out a detailed dress ironed then folded beside the chair, so we take our time and have a bath together, i finally see deep into those bands that hold together the colours in your eyes, i finally feel what its like to have you inside. did we wait long enough? i ask myself... i will only know with time, but thank you for asking, thank you for caring. it was nice, remembering the sweet kisses that followed, and how warm my face felt when you held my hands moving me all around. what is it in you that i like so much. this is turning into one of those songs we always listen to. singing quietly together we drift off to sleep, then you come downstairs tuck me in and stay on the couch too. i think that your sweet. i think that its one thing to get along so well, and another to feel so good together. i dont want to rush things but things this good dont usually come around to often. im pleased with things. i wont let them stay a snowy sidewalk for long, but i'll hold your hand still while were wearing our mittens