Make It With You

For quite a long time

I have been used to writing 

of stories about

him, her, them,

the sweet dreams they shared 

and their happily ever afters;

it was just never about me.

But then you came,

and made me believe

that something good

could come my way.

Now I cannot seem

to stop writing

about nothing else,

not even about 

him, her, or them,

just you and me.

Baby, you know that dreams, they're for those who sleep
Life is for us to keep
And if I chose the one I'd like to help me through
I'd like to make it with you