Slow Steady Drops Onto the Floor

It's a want,

A pure, selfish want,

And one I don't hide,

I miss so,

So much,

That time together,

When it was good to wake up,

When we made the best mistakes,

When we had no idea what we were witnessing,

It stays with me to this day,

A fresh wound,

They nod their heads,

But only you understand, really,

Only you friends,

Understand the jubilance when I say,

"It was beautiful,

And nothing hurt."