Sounds Cliché

I feel so blessed to have you. 

besides the point, I'm so grateful to be a part of your life. we often say to each other just how lucky we are to have what we have. and when I think of my past, nothing can compare with how my life has turned out now.

we drive, in your car. and you are by my side. we go to places. just you, me, the radio, the songs, the back roads, and the blue sky. again, I'm very grateful. we're laughing, hugging, kissing, talking about our lives and about nothing. but means everything. you hold my hand like you'll never let me go. not like the sweet movie scenes, he's simply romantic in his own way. I could fall million times with someone who speak out anything on his mind in a good way spontaneously, just like him.  

it doesn't matter what we do. or how long we get to see each other. as long as I'm with you, I'm happy. but the time flies by. and it never feels like enough. no matter how far we go, it never feels like enough..

 why does tonight have to end?  

.....I don't wanna go home. 

"why don't we hit restart, and pause it at our favorite parts. we'll skip the goodbyes. if I had it my way, I'd turn the car around and runaway, just you and I"