i met you in winter
at the bottom of antarctica
bitter as the mole on my back
and the sorrow in my chest
it wasn't love at first sight
but rather strangers with no sight
our scars brought us together
two people who didn't know
what it means to hold stolen kisses
surrendering down on their knees
and letting everything happen
i'll never forget the moment
i realised you were more than
someone i wouldn't think of
but someone i'll hold
until i run out of breath
so i promise to hold your wounds
and heal them until they die
to wrap you in my arms
when the whole world
doesn't feel as bright
i'll be your missing straw
in your morning coffee
the game console to your ps5
the tie to your shirt
and the half of your lips
