i don't know.
you just seem like home when i talk to you, y'know?
its like you don't care what i say or how i say it
you don't make fun of me when i mess up my words
you don't judge me
you get it.

you make me feel like normal when i talk to you.
you look at my face and smile when you want
you don't fake it.

your hands look like a docking station for mine when they need recharging.
your shoulder is my barricade from the world.
and you just listen

you tell me what's on your mind
sometimes i want to slap you
but instead i use my words
civilized people use words...

i don't know
maybe its how you're forbidden
maybe its how i am too.
maybe its because he's falling asleep.
maybe its because you don't make me jealous and i don't care if i'm better than you.
maybe
just maybe
i should only wish
maybe i shouldn't do.

but


they say
forbidden fruit is the sweetest