High

Getting high on love.

High

 

You give me butterflies so strong I could float,

And these butterflies make me feel so high.

Whenever you tell me you love me or call me your guy,

You got me intoxicated, so much so that I might not even mind getting pulled over.

 

I have no clue whether my heart’s pounding or skipping a beat.

You’ve got my mind spinning,

Going so fast,

Not even tequila could do this to me.

 

I could try every drug in this world,

But none of them could come close,

To the high that comes with looking into your eyes.

Every time I see the love inside them is a welcomed surprise.

 

The sound of your soft breathing,

And the feeling of holding your hand,

As you fall asleep next to me,

Makes me want to be a blackout drunk.

 

I’m getting drunk,

On every single thing you do,

The thought pf your kiss getting me so high,

I could have sworn I flew.

 

If that’s what falling for you feels like,

Then I want to feel it over and over again,

And everyone might call me and alcoholic, or addict, or a drunk,

But that’s alright as long as I get to feel this way for the rest of my life.

 

You’ve got me hypnotized,

I don’t even remember what being sober feels like,

Because 24/7 I’m getting drunk,

On the sweet intoxication that is your love.