One drink at the club. That's all it takes these days.
No more sweet good night kisses or waking up to the smell of bacon.
No more icy hands entwined, bodies wrapped in a plaid blanket under the twinkling stars.
Or the sound of guitar strings strumming at night while he stares up at her as she memorizes the shape of his lips as he sang.

I am a bit saddened by the fact that I never heard people say, "I adore you".
Saddened that all I am left with are the words, "I love you".
Words that have become too vague or too meaningless.

My friends laugh when I sometimes get too cheesy. And sometimes I do too.
If they do it at me or with me, I'd never know.
But I like to care less and use my head for thinking instead.
Wonder really well if it's just me who's odd
Or has the world already just gone too shallow?