Yet still, I am attached.
I’m scared to mess things up again.
I’m scared you’ll say good-bye.
And when we watch a film together, I was like a happy cat.
I felt the sparks fly whenever you prepare your dinner.
Because food makes my heart beat faster than ever.
Infinitesimally small chances that we’re gonna be together.
That you are mine in this futile life made of matter.
That only made by accident, too- isn’t that sweeter?
In love again to the man that you adore for a short period of time.
In love again, and yes this time hoping we’ll never say goodbye.
Fuck it, I’m in love! Let’s make this a passionate one.