I talk to thee

If there were more ways than one person who can make me laugh so hard, 

Then I would never seek your recluse. 
For escape is nothing but a veil,

A sanctuary instead of just the real world.
I would never quite question you,

Hadn't it been for the next few months that go with me thinking about it in my minds eye.

And I would never love you as much as I do now, 
If only I'd more than one person who could make me laugh as much.