What’s that feeling?
That feeling where you are so sure that you’re right?
That feeling that it could never be broken?
That feeling that makes you cross state borders or jump into freezing ice cold water?
I can’t for the life of me remember it,
I had it at the tip of tongue,
Doesn’t it seem odd like seeing caribou with a silver fleece?
She felt golden to the touch,
I remembered!
Oh yes now I do remember, it was those days, warm, loving, time slowing down, love burning bright blue feelings, I’d stay awake to watch you sleep.
I’d have waited for weeks though you would have thought me insane,
I did know for a FACT that it was real, it was all real and no one could take that away from me.
I knew we were meant to be together. It’s part of the story. It was part of the sorry.
I called her madness and I was feeling.
