I thought the harsh thumping against my chest
And the tingles down my spine
Would stop if I had my lips pressed against yours
But it didn't
It made it worse
And I felt it explode in my chest
Some kind of Morse code
But all I can hear is the white noise
Every fibre of my being
Every atom of my blood
Choosing the very moment my eyes set on you
To prove their existence
In that moment I'm painfully aware of everything
Yet there's nothing I can focus on
Its like you're the moon and I'm the tide