ME+YOU

Warm, like a ray of sunshine through cloudy glass - the feeling that everything has already happened: silly arguments, laughter until your sides ache, and silence when words are simply unnecessary. There is no pathos here, only the calm knowledge that the connection is real. The kind where you don't have to explain why you're sad - just rest your head on their shoulder and wait for the storm to pass.

Each line sounds like a promise made silently: to be there, even when the season changes again. And this is not romance for postcards, but simple stability - like old sneakers, worn out but so comfortable that you don't want to change them. The music flows softly, without strain, as if echoing the thought: happiness is when you don't need to prove anything.