Met you in the glow of a midnight ,
Words like sparks in a silver dream.
Strangers stitched in typing pace,
But I memorized your digital face.
You talk in riddles, I feel too deep,
You’re wide awake while I lose sleep.
I don’t know if I’m just a game,
But my heart still skips when you say my name.
Are you real or just a haze?
A fleeting thrill in lonely days.
Still, I wait for that message tone—
'Cause you feel like home in the unknown'.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 4:19 AM UTC
Met you in the glow of a midnight ,
Words like sparks in a silver dream.
Strangers stitched in typing pace,
But I memorized your digital face.
You talk in riddles, I feel too deep,
You’re wide awake while I lose sleep.
I don’t know if I’m just a game,
But my heart still skips when you say my name.
Are you real or just a haze?
A fleeting thrill in lonely days.
Still, I wait for that message tone—
'Cause you feel like home in the unknown'.
