Hearing you whisper through the phone ”Wait for me to come home.”

Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it’s the only thing
That I know

When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time’s forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer
Till our eyes meet
You won’t ever be alone
Wait for me to come home