What it's like to Wander

Tiny Memories

Memories to hold onto:
Lingering high fives.
A little too much eye contact.
Awkward laughter.
Shared music.
Anything to be a little closer.

You spark that feeling I'm always
looking for, a little fire deep inside
My stomach, burning up
Into my chest cavity.
That little miniscule fire, that
Spark, leaves me inspired.

So fire me up!
Give me a reason to love you,
To write this love into existence.

You don't have to do much,
Just give me more of
your time, of your happiness, and
more tiny memories