Content

I'm content.
Counting the days.
With you.
I'm always spent.
Always bent.
Always high and full of torment.

But its just love.
From here on out.
I cannot doubt.
Will not pout.
When you are all.
I can think about.

Through the haze.
Sitting still.
Never a phase.
Just a craze.
I cannot help it
So still I'll gaze.

It will never end.
We're a vicious circle.
A single bend.
Never pretend.
Me and you.
We have forever to spend.