your head's on my shoulder

[vandershit]

your head's on my shoulder
my head phones are on
I pretend not to feel cold and naked
my sweater seems thin
as goosebumps slowly form on my forearms
I know you can hear it
it's quiet and muffled
but I know you can hear it
so as we sit
with your head on my shoulder
we listen to my new song
I hear chords, rythym and rhyme
while you hear meaning and words
we're two different worlds
with 5 planets seperating us
yet we managed to somehow arrive here
because in this moment
where your head is on my shoulder
when goosebumps form on my arms
and you strain to hear my voice
and strive to find meaning within it
we can site and just be
so different
and so we'll just be
nothing
but together