It's the little things I want.
I don't need grand gestures like they have in reality tv shows: concerts for only us, plane rides over Greece.
I want to dance in the refrigerator light.
And have picnics in the back yard.
If you happened to wake up earlier than me and made me a cup of green tea.
I hope your eyes always search for mine in a crowd and glitter under the lamplight after we've shed all our exteriors.
I just want the little things with you.