If that love was a movie
That kiss would have been a desperate climax
The way you run to conclusions would be you running, to tell me, for the first time....how you could not live without me
The way you looked at me would be this poem I can't help but drink you in for when you are not there I thirst
We'd bump into each other drop our books our hands would touch and in that brief moment nothing else makes sense but that at exactly this moment this is exactly what is supposed to be happening
But that love was missing the last bus when you are already late
Not what you want but better than you ever imagined reality had to offer
That love was sloppy kisses, duty kisses hello kisses goodbye kisses never mmm, finally kisses
That love was they might be here because they have nowhere else to be but lets assume they want to be here
That love was looking at me like my hair needs one more brush or my backside could use a little more padding but what the hell
That love was 'hey..' 'hey..' until we forgot when or how we started chatting and wondering idly what would happen if we stopped
And if reality had bullet points for what to look for so you know it's real
That love would be so sure corinthians 13 would be more than a cliché
Flowers birds words
Beauty needing no explanation
