did she know i heard what she said?
or had i just imagined it?
well i AM prone to flights of fancy, and maybe she knew
i was often stuck in fantastic fabrications, virtual elation
a crazed fanatic seething from sweet dreams in Elysium
unabated, until my wings got clipped
i mean
those words she spoke so mellowly became almost melodic
she'd curated a symphonic confluence of sonic bliss
one that caught me so off guard that
i think i might have even stopped breathing for a bit
heart might've skipped a beat, albeit briefly
but when it resumed, my thoughts couldn't resist
i mean
what the fuck?
this had to be cheating
in this game you can't say this kinda shit without feeling something deep, right?
or maybe you just can't feel without saying something cliche, like
"two's company, three's a crowd, and
thoughts of you accompany me beyond flawed reasoning and doubts"
because what you said, was something i didn't know i'd always wanted to hear
and i couldn't express my excitement in that moment, right then and there
it was neither the time nor place
but i mean
from your lips to outer space, if what you said was true
then you should've known one thing:
i'd have done anything for you, too.