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.