"Enough of other girls, you're the one i can't stop thinking about"

You're the presence on my waist, the scent on my dress
the hand intertwined with mine, the slowdown of time.
You've got your way of making me extreme, oblivious to
the sombre atmosphere we all live in, but at a heightened
state of ecstasy whilst totally grounded to your floor
the ghost in my memory, the boy in my dreams, the love
in my toes. You, me and the things unsaid; now all across the
table. Kookookachu, all the hurt I undo. Kookookachu. I love you.