We weren’t born in the same year

We weren’t raised the same way

We don’t have the same humor

We don’t watch movies the same way

We rarely see eye to eye

We rarely experience emotion similarly

My love we don’t even stream music on the same platform

But still your hand fits perfectly in mine

But still i’ve never felt the same warmth I feel when i’m held by you

But still I’ve never had anyone else understand me through my tears

But still the most loyal person i’ve known is you

But still you are my comfort

But still you feel like home

So who’s to really say what is or isn’t a match?

As far as i’m concerned our flames engulf us, beyond the recognition of who was listening to what.

As far as the eye can see we are just a set of our lovely bones

Holding tight until the end.