without
I say what I mean
and I mean what I say
but there’s some times
I don’t really mean it
maybe I’m just hurting right then
but when I told you I want to be with you
I meant it from a part of me
that is larger than my little self
and you’re in my bed
singing to songs playing on your phone
come alive on the driver’s side
and it’s funny how every time I’ve heard of
someone speaking of their wife
and felt the words in my heart
you’re the one I imagined
long before I even met you
like I just knew you were mine
and baby, when I tell you this now
I mean it from a part of me
deeper than my scars reach
without you I am still me
but I never want to be
without you again

Much love , brother