Don't Want to Lose This One

I don't know what to call this yet, but it's going to be a song of some sort. I have it written on a random piece of notebook paper, and I feel that this is a much safer place to keep it.

Last night I watched guitar strings just to see the way they move
And tonight I find I'm doing the same as I'm sitting next to you
We were on a quest to find a place we could call home
And ended up learning that home was wherever we had to go
It took three hours of my life to travel all these years with you
With Coheed and Cambria and big colored circles in the sky
Sleep seemed it would never come, just too good to be alive
Everything is happy, life is good, cold, purple, fuck
These are the answers that we've found
I can't believe it's different now that we've come around
I didn't want to come back
Because for just a little bit
I didn't have to try
I didn't have to chase
Now is the stuff that gets erased

I remember staring at the screen and texting all my friends
Who kept wondering if I'd make it home and where the hell I'd been
My brand new pants are fraying from my travels with you
It seems every time we take a trip I find something new
We found summer in the late-winter Pittsburgh sky
With a full moon above our heads and the inability to lie
I finally knew how it felt to say exactly what I meant
Because for just a little bit
I didn't have to try
I didn't have to chase
Now is the stuff that gets erased

Somehow you were me in an orange hoodie
From several years ago
And I was the voice inside your head
And we both knew what song was coming next
And we didn't have to try
We didn't have to chase
Now is the stuff that gets erased