Ik I'm all messed , Still want lay on your chest Up till four Beside the seashore. Letting the breeze, Making us freeze. We will sit there, Dusk till dawn. Chirping continuously Without any yawn. While searching for proxima centuari, We will sink into deep windy February. Having that utmost smile Imagining me walking down the aisle.
Loving someone with brown eyes Is like having the fear of hardest goodbyes. When you look up Into their divine eyes your whole world In one place relies.
I was always there to confront but you never put your foot in front. Sculpting a soothing smile, you never fell short of lies. Waving your hand out of blue Making me sick enough to stand you don't even have any clue. Tired of these 3 AM overthinking of you and I But deep down I'm sinking because of who am I Maybe we will reach to The end, where You will pray for forgiveness And I'll pray for forgetting..