And mags you were right you are not butter and I still wanna smother you over my life from coast to Coast Just use the most like when I make cinnamon toast it’s a lot and I got to remember that not Everyone has the same taste as me but my taste buds only wanna be all over you, you heard me I didn’t stutter so I know you you’re not butter. You’re so much better and when we were together, I experience that feeling that I think we’re meant to get with those that enter our life and never leave who we never forget a friend, but more companion on the floor a head stand support and when it comes to yoga, I am a connoisseur of watching you and every move so smooth you control a room and when I’m in it I gladly give it up and I always hate when I have to go i never get enough, which is commonplace for everyone you embrace it’s just the way that you are and at times It makes things complicated but it makes you who you are and I don’t hesitate to say never change and if I met you at your worst can’t wait to see your great make no mistake I don’t shake or stutter or faint When I say I know you’re not butter but you make everything better in my world like no other so if you don’t know how I feel im at loss for words it’s just absurd. I can’t believe you’re not butter so I’ll revert and say my dearest margarine…
You Turn life’s storm into a pleasure, make the pressure like feathers Not butter but better Make a rough day come together like it never could’ve severed and I’m lucky to have met ya but also remember…
…today as you drive just a quick remind that when you park your car, it goes between the white lines.
NeuronMystical