things sound a lot better

I will never fall away, at least it sounds better if I say, “I will never.”

There’s something in this air, it might have been your taste or maybe, something in your hair.

You make me feel so … new.

Different.

You see me through, not satisfied until, you have seen all of me.

Something whispers in my ear, the love that will always be there. The word ‘never’ comes again, never fall away, not from me.

The World turns, but not when you’re not around.

I have a rule to read to you, I wrote it in my sleep, so you will have to excuse my handwriting.

Rule one, stand by me when I need you most, and stand by me when the rest are against me.

That’s the only rule, you thought, that’s just too easy.

And forever and ever, you stood so tight, reached to my ear and said, “Rule number one, I’ll keep.”

You didn’t hesitate to run with me tonight, as you have always said, “With you, running away is a piece of cake.”

“I have always liked cake.”

You laughed, and you saw me through.

Even if all this isn’t true, things sound a lot better if I say, “I will never …”