”Tip of my tongue… hmm.. she’s.. pulling my.. hair..” I mumble quietly as I slowly come up with some random lyrics. I feel your soft hair fanning my bare chest. Your breathing is slow and gentle, opposite of what it was just 10 minutes ago.

You and I have been dating for a few months now. We met just a few weeks after me and my bandmates went on a hiatus. You were like an angel that was coming to save me from all the chaos that was going on. I started working on my debut solo album just a month ago, and I already have a few songs in my mind. Sometimes, the lyrics just pops up from nowhere. Like now.

It’s almost 2 am and we’re currently laying in my bed, our legs tangled together under the sheets. Your delicate head is resting on my chest as I slowly stroke your back. We just had an amazing lovely moment, which I’ve missed. It’s been a while, since you were out of town for a week.

“I still… crave it.. complicated…” I keep mumbling before I press a kiss to the top of your head. All of a sudden a word pops into my head and I smile as I mumble against your hair. “Complicated freak”