And Such

I remember looking and thinking "my god you have hairy arms"
as your voice and my body fell fast within your palms.

I don't regret it, no, so to speak i'm glad,
as these few days without have been, well, rather bad.

It's like, I really want a hug, and a kiss goodnight,
or if you really wanted we could stay up till it's light?

There I go again, I guess thats my main calamity,
giving it away and being left with only amity.

So when you comeback on sunday night at four,
oh you've got it, i'll be there, at that off-yellow door.

I hope that's quite reasonable, and doesn't scare you much,
because you probably should trust me; I've really missed you and such.