Sometimes I wonder
If my love for you is
Scaring you away. 

Sometimes I wonder
If my life would be incomplete
Without you in it. 

Long talks and silence
It doesn't quite matter which
Both are fun with you.

When the city sleeps
I want to be in your arms
Falling asleep in your arms. 

Better looking plate
When I am cooking for him
He gets to have it.

Only one pillow
Visiting him one weekend
Let's me sleep on it.