As this pandemic rains down on us, we seek shelter indoors. Once we get through it all, I'll be forever yours. We’ll cook. We’ll clean. Together we’ll play house. In this time of social distancing, I’ll pretend to be your spouse. Amidst this uncertainty, I know that one thing’s true: Loving unconditionally is the best thing we can do. So take my hand, and hold it tight. Once our fingers interlace, everything feels right. Hurry. Get in. Come through, and close the door. We’ll look out for each other for a month. Who knows? It might be more. As spring ascends, we see the days grow longer. And someday, we’ll soak in the summer sun and remember this made us stronger. The world is sick and in bad shape. But between the walls of this apartment, we can escape. Quarantine with me, and I promise you won’t regret it. The chaos fades when we embrace, and for a moment, we forget it.
Quarantine with me, and we'll sleep Sundays away.
I wake you up. You pull me back. And in the bed, we stay.
Quarantine with me, and we'll spend Saturdays inside.
Love lingers in the little things. So I seek. And you hide.
Quarantine with me, and we'll fake that each day's Friday.
You make me laugh. Sometimes I frown. Then you turn it sideways.
Quarantine with me, and Thursdays won't exist.
Let's watch the days blur together, as we cuddle and as we kiss.
Quarantine with me, and Wednesdays won't be such a bummer.
Make martinis with me, and we'll toast to seeing summer.
Quarantine with me, and we’ll never spend a Tuesday alone.
Stories and memories fill the shelves, as we make this place a home.
Quarantine with me, and Mondays won't be manic.
Together we make a great team. No obstacle too gigantic.