Not Everyone Can Have What I Have

When I am scared and all alone
I close my eyes and think of you
I see your smile and dark brown eyes 
You ease my fears and calm the tides
You oil my parts 
Cause I get rusty 
But I promised to be a well oiled machine 
Just trust me 
Moments like this get me mushy 
You're the person I need and the one who is there
I have you right now
And it doesn't seem fair
It doesn’t feel real
I’m a little man
But being around you makes me feel like a man of Steel
And If I lost everything tomorrow 
I wouldn’t want any Pity
An Apple Juice case of 50
But most important I would want Whitney 
Most importantly I want Whitney 

When I am lost and lose my mind
I close my eyes and think of you
I feel your touch upon my hand
And you turn dark days to baby blue 
You lead me home all safe and sound
And to my life some days you are the superglue 
And on the days I’ve been hit by a Subaru
You help cover every cough 
And bless every one of my achoo’s
And in these 4 and a half years
I have grew
I have grown 
I’m am grown
I want you to be mines forever 
And a marriage license would make that set and stone 
And it brings tears to my eyes
Because 5 years ago when I put your number in my phone 
I never thought 
You would be the one I think of when I think of home 
And If I lost everything tomorrow 
I wouldn’t want any Pity
A toilet to flush all my pissies
But most important I would want Whitney 
Most importantly I want Whitney
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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