Oh to be my your side It feels unmatched My hand onto yours I couldn’t ask for more
Walking along the streets Stuck together like glue The fluorescent lights Shines you so bright
Long into conversations Short on time It pulls you away from me Like a beast in its prime
Enfolded by you on the bench The breeze comes in without, warning I feel your light pats on my back Similar to a consolation of a baby, whining.
City lights all around You tried to steal a glance You failed as I looked back We make eye contact I admired your nuances
The night grows in prominence I wrap my hand tightly Around your arm This night Stays like this Perpetually Never momentarily
8 hours of hangout out 8 hours that felt like milliseconds flew by After 8 hours, the one second after our parting felt indefinite. Cursed to only have 8 hours with him, and nothing longer.