between the sheets.

It’s waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets & feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around & see them in their most peaceful, innocent, & vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lies on anyone's shoulder but their own. You smile & kiss their face gently before turning back around & somehow, an involuntary grin forms on your face. Just before you drift off to sleep, you feel an arm wrap around your waist & you know.

-eb

cynical skeptic.

Tried to break love to a science
In an act of pure defiance
I broke his heart.
As I pulled apart his theories
As I watched him growing weary
I pulled him apart.

Having heavy conversations
About the furthest constellations of our souls.
And we're just trying to find some meaning
In the things that we believe in
But we got some ways to go.
Of all of the things that he's ever said
He goes and says something that just knocks me dead.

You won't find faith or hope down a telescope
You won't find heart and soul in the stars
You can break everything, down to chemicals
But you can't explain a love like ours.
It's the way we feel, yeah this is real.

I tried pushing evolution
As the obvious conclusion of the start.
But it was for my own amusement
Saying love was an illusion of a hopeless heart.
Of all of the things that he's ever said
He goes and says something that knocks me dead.

You won't find faith or hope down a telescope
You won't find heart and soul in the stars
You can break everything, down to chemicals
But you can't explain a love like ours.