Walk. Home.

It was a long walk, and I loved it.

My heart keeps fluttering up my chest.
Step by step. One foot after the other.
You by my side, always taking the highway side.
Cold breeze, weary bodies, lonely hearts.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Until I am a thread away from loving you.
Goodbyes and high fives. Look backs afterwards.

***

Rushing home, willing to go alone
You tagged along anyway.
And I felt happy.

You have a way of knowing what I want
even when I denied needing it.

Wanting to talk to you. They tagged along anyway

Leaving you by the gate
Heart still with you anyway.