I made my way through the valley of her body and the planes of smooth ground to find a treasure she’s kept secret from any traveler thus far.
I just want my life to feel like summer. That hysteria that everything will be alright. The happiness in long days and cold nights. Being in love with moments. And feeling so dang infinite in numbered days.
I know that someday it’s all suppose to get better.
I just wish I wasn’t always waiting around for that “someday”.
I picture my life and I see you in it
So I’m feeling pretty good about you
And I’m feeling pretty good about myself these days
Ultimately I’m feeling pretty good about us.