Twelve More

“Twelve More”

Hey Arther…

This one’s for you.

⸻

I’m packin’ up for Gettysburg,

New roads, old dreams, a different world,

But baby don’t you ever doubt,

You’re still the name my heart calls out.

Twelve years tangled up in fire,

Push and pull and sweet desire,

Ain’t nobody ever touched my soul

The way you did without control.

It started with a smile at Zea’s that night,

Soft brown eyes under restaurant lights,

You laughed and Lord, I lost my breath,

Been fallin’ for you ever since.

And after we left, the sparks flew fast,

One touch turned into a whole damn past,

That first time sealed what I already knew,

No matter where I go… I’m tied to you.

You said my stare made you nervous, boy,

Like I could see through all your armor and noise,

But truth is I was scared there too,

‘Cause the second you looked back, I was hooked on you.

We call it a situationship, maybe that’s true,

But twelve years later I still choose you,

Through every breakup, makeup, storm and fight,

You still feel like home at night.

So if Gettysburg puts miles in between,

Don’t let distance rewrite what we mean,

‘Cause my heart still runs where your shadow goes,

And everybody knows…

You’re my one and only man,

The one who always understands,

And if fate gives me anything more to do,

I want twelve more years with you.

At least twelve more…

Maybe forever too.