I want you to text me first
On a Tuesday morning
Can I come over
Of course
I want you to smile at the door
Show up in your hoodie
Hair messed up
Like usual
I want you to grab my guitar
Sit on my bed with me
Play a slow song
As I listen
I want you to lay on my bed
While watching Netflix
With my head
On your shoulder
I want you to ask if I'm cold
And take off your sweater
And insist
That I wear it
I want you to reach out
And grab my hand
As I intertwine our fingers
And blush
I want you to look at me
And tell me everything you feel
As I smile widely
And tell you
I want you to love me forever
Because I don’t feel this way
With anyone else
Only you
