For you.
So, is this what happiness looks like?
Your blue eyes between my white sheets
Our bodies chained together under the blanket
I turn around every once in a while just to check if you are still there
And I hate sleeping because I miss you
I turn around and feel your arms and I’m not sure if I’m dreaming
Or if you are really here with me
But I almost don’t care, if it’s a dream or reality
As long as you are there
