october
it's almost halloween, and it's getting colder outside. my bed is cold, and i need you to warm me up. you make me warm and sensitive to the touch.
no mattress would make me as comfortable as i feel when i'm with you.
no roller coaster would give me the same butterflies in my chest as you do.
i've found that nobody and nothing will ever be equivalent to you.
you are you, and that's enough to drive me crazy.