Walked in expecting you'd be late, but you got here early and you stand and wave. I walk to you, you pull my chair out and help me in, and you don't know how nice that is... But I do. You throw your head back laughing, like a little kid, I think it's strange that you think I'm funny cause he never did. I've been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end... But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again.