I wanna kiss you at red lights and watch you watch me wear your old baseball hat again.
I wanna sneak around and pull you in and hold your big arms again.
I wanna reach for you on the other side of the bed and feel your skin respond again.
I wanna act on the tension we cause every time we see each other again.
I wanna feel okay about it again.
I wanna recognize your mannerisms and enjoy the fact that I still can again.
I wanna follow my intuitions and hopes and dreams of you again.
I wanna smile when you tell me how a certain song makes you think of me again.
I wanna feel cheesy and embrace it with you again.
I want you to grow up and finally act on what your heart truly wants.
You're torturing me.
