To be with you is like drinking coffee on a foggy day
Like finding a twenty-dollar bill under the couch
Like getting a venti vanilla frappuccino, when you only ordered a grande
To be with you it almost feels like it’s Sunday, but every day
Sunshine,
A perfectly toasted ham and cheese croissant,
And the softest patch of grass I’ve ever laid on in my life
To be with you is like seeing a new leaf sprouting out of my monstera
Like kissing a frog… wait—
Like kissing…
Just kissing!
You know, those soft sensual kisses that are just the right amount of pressure
Like, not too much, but not too little either
And maybe just the right amount of chapstick leftover, in case your lips are also hella chap too
Cause that’s always a little bit gross
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah, to be with you is like meeting you for the first time every time—
Man, that’s hella cheesy
To be with you
To be with you…
I just like to be with you
by Jason Lam