Music softly playing,
the lights feel warm and nice.
Everywhere, reminders,
of you and me and life.
Step outside of this fishbowl,
take a look at the world we see.
Seconds trickle by, we stand in awe...
simply watching future of you and me.
Someday we're gonna dance,
the rooftops will be our world.
The universe grows narrow,
brighter with every twirl.
We'll have a big house out there somewhere,
no time, nor space, you see?
The world is ours, my dandelion.
It belongs to you and me.
Six months and we're still singing,
laughter tumbling 'cross our tongues.
Can you taste it, dear one?
Is this what it feels like to be alive and young?
Twirl a little faster,
no space, no time, you see.
Six months, my darling dear one,
and it's still just you, just me.
**Happy 6 months, Taylor...only 3.5 more years to go...I love you soooo much. You're my dandelion and my life saver ((the chewy kind, i do believe.)) you're the jelly to my ((crunchy)) peanutbutter. I love you, I miss you, I need you. Forever and ever. <3 **
