Weekend Getaway

Living my life for these stolen moments.
Regretting the hour you say you're going.

How can you meet someone and in an instant they change your life dramatically.
I don't give a fuck who reads this and gets mad at me.

What I felt last night, it was not earthly or real. How can someone I just met make me feel?

So connected, so protected, so in my element, so me?
I was out of my shell for an instant and that's so foreign, would you believe?

I don't like being so vulnerable, how do you get this?
I told you all I want to do is be reckless.

And I meant it, damn our goodbye was so bittersweet.
I wish I could have kissed you and told you something corny like, you're neat.

You're a charming little asshole and to be honest, you've gotten under my skin.
I really hope it all goes away with the stroke of my pen.

I woke up so different this morning and I can't quite put my finger on it.
Hmm, maybe I'll sit back and dwell for a moment.

Did you awake some part I had buried deep inside of me?
Or is this some new piece that I have never seen?

I'm scared, I don't like that word but I'm intrigued too.
For now, I guess I'm glad I met you.

Relating to sexy love, daydreaming at work, looking crazy waiting on a text.
I honestly have no idea what's going to happen next.

All I know is that every nerve, cell, inkling and thought is telling me one pivotal truth.
Baby I hope you're ready because all I want is you.