Could

i could be good for you
like eating apples and restful nights
like sunday mornings with pillow fights
and messy sheets with after glow
like running fast and drinking slow

i could be good to you
like sunny days spent in the park
and books that stay put in your heart
like taking walks but no locations
and being honest without discretions

I could be pepper on your steak
and much awaited cigarette break
i could be gloves in winter storms
needle and thread for all your torns

relief, relief.. it's never cheap
you got to run before you leap
i could be safety net you crash on
or safety net you'll never need

but wait, dont see... don't look at me
like i'm as sure as leaves on trees
like i'm the flower to your bee
hear what i say, not what it seems
read lines i write, not in between
you've walked so long to come to me
i never said that i would be.