Late night mediation ended up picking up this pen Steady thinking bout you "Ooh no, no, no" It's true lady, You've ambushed my mind And are the only thing that remains When night falls till the sunrise The music plays on in the background And I wonder if you ever think so far ahead? Because I get it forever's a long time, more like a life time But "temporary lover" won't make you mine And excuse me Mr. Ocean for borrowing another line but "I remember how could I forget, how you feel" But I'd rather not be the one continuously mending a heart you could willingly heal. The past I had once clung onto desperately taught me that also, a mentor I had once instructed me that love shouldn't suffocate only alleviate and enrich our quality of living. So, come and take a walk with me because you talked about getting away, somewhere where you could enjoy the watching the sunset and I just want to watch you bask in a beauty as natural as you held tight in my embrace you can hear my heart race as if its the bass to our favorite song and with your sweet little voice, you sing along I sincerely believe this could all be possible but go on and call me foolish I'll still sing these love songs as loudly and proudly as I did in my youth When I was just around the age of 8 in my room belting, "Everyone Falls In Love Sometimes" cause it's true and "I Don't Know Bout You But It Ain't A Crime" but that might depend who you talk to because "catching feelings" apparently has become some sort of affliction when the case of the matter is it only matters when the source of affliction isn't afflicted too a little something we've all been through nothing to be ashamed of either just another lesson learned with time scheming on ways to make you mine with a period missing from every line running on and on about the ways I love this song and how you embody the passion sung so go on and call me selfish, I mean it is what it is, But if it is love you desire, and you like to take the time to get to know me I'll give you a constant supply
A few words while lost in time and mesmerized by the rhymes of a fellow poet with words so smooth he was acknowledged. Thank You Mr. Ocean for the bit of inspiration on this one. Although you may never see this... you influence was beneficial.