Hey Lauren, how about you live for me? You go out and get the juice, smoke the smoke; and then when you're full, come back into my head and walk around in a paridise I'll make for you, and keep me company.
I have friends of course, but they're not like you, they don't know me as well, and I can't love them or.. Trust them with my love like I can trust you.
My head is bursting within itself, i'm so in love in my head - you people can't belive that because I don't show it to you (...anymore...) - Im far from enchanted in the real world - when I talk to people.

For my friends:
Music and quiet and important things mingle my head with your head if you let it. But small talk doesn't. Get that, because all you want to give me is small talk and I hate that and I can't do it anyway. Just let our minds connect without all the bullshit, save that for other people, then I'll let my girl/girly-love live in you as well. Because Im not afraid of giving you my love, mostly I just think you either don't want it, or that you're going to pollute it with all the shit that's in the world.

For now Lauren (or there's about four other names I could give you) you have my heart. And that said, I should be better to you, I don't talk to you very often and I'm sorry. I'll make a space for you.