"These chills are real! ", you said,
As we drifted through the wind.
The lights that haloed over your head,
Is something rare, something different.

The skies lit up the way,
Through the pavements that lay.
You cascade into the lights,
As we strolled through those October nights.

" The nights are long! " , you sighed.
We'd run to the hills and hide.
Why do I let this go on?
The moon, the stars, we have till dawn.

The air feels soothing tonight,
And there's you by my side.
I can hear the cars, see the red lights,
As we streaked out of the crowd.

That happened one October night,
To what joy in a secret of two will bring us much light.
I still feel the chills as the winds kiss the cheeks,
In these late night walks of two along the streets.

Imagine the songs playing in the head,
Where oblivion leads to some uncertainty.
Reminisce the laughter we ushered instead,
That's where you'll find us circling insanity.