Ron Weasley

My favorite word is soap
My favorite color is love
It took me too long to write this
Cause I hum along to everybody's songs
But yours is the melody resounding in my head
Oh, I should have sent letters to you instead

Forgive me
I'm an owl in an oak tree
Get lost in theoretical fantasticality
Sometimes

Lipstick on my coffee mug
Fell asleep on your floor again
You think I only dream out of rebellion
You say stop pretending that you need this more than me
Oh, please

Forgive me
My mind is held together with scotch tape
I find it impossible to operate
Sometimes

The path thawed
The ice dissolved
When I realized in my scrawling I was spelling your name
It's you to whom I've been referring
I know I am soft but I want to be brave
I could remain, collapse under the weight
But I'd rather forge friendlier tomorrows

We danced to Self-Control and I cried in your arms
Tried to say goodbye but you were on the phone
You said where did you go
You could have always come home
You can always come home Liv
Oh, you are what I left in search of

I'm inspired
Watching spring emerge
Riding elevators with my eyes open
Can't feel cold
Too many colors keeping me warm
I promise I'll keep writing

Hope I'm not too late
I don't expect anything
But it'd be cool if I could stay for a while
I've been growing into my name
Watching spectrums expanding
I'm never leaving you behind again