Spending my days next to you, and I pretend to be just some guy, but not a night passes by, without you being on my mind.
In passing as we walk, your fingers sometimes touch mine, set ablaze I burn, wanting to hold you just a little while,
Lingering a second extra, I look into your eyes, and imagine you looking back at me, with that shimmer of the darkening sky,
Running forever like parallel lines, how do I let go of this fantasy, that we are bending and will meet soon at some point,
Pondering why you have to be so unaware, when entangled in you, I just keep plotting for ways,
I pretend to be unaffected, even as your love for him is splattered all around, I am just a fool, dreaming of you my impossible why
