Love like the rain,

Kissing you was my only crime.

Hopes dashed and scarred,

Just like how we'd play.

Voices like ghosts in a silent room.

Lights low, doors locked,

No one would have to know.

My love.

If you are scared, just squeeze my hand

Hold it tight and wait for the thunder,

To let it all...out.

If you want to play, just hold my hand

Push me down and give me a smile,

Let it all come out.

A long drive home, covered in perfume

The stench of a cigarette on my mouth,

Lipstick on my collar and down to infinity.

Locked doors and floor boards call me by name,

They let us know who we truly are,

Sneaking around like that.

My love.