I’ve been having this daydream.
Not just once and more than twice.
I was next to you on the right seat.
On a long road ride.
Listening to music, holding hands.
Smiling as time goes by real fast.
I don’t know if it’s the air.
or maybe the love we share.
It’s something I can’t compare to any of my rant.
Oh my heart it’s a daydream,
That keeps popping up in my mind.
It feels like summer,
heated, burning, slightly stinging, no air at times.
and only for a small moments it cools off just like its short nights.
seasons fading into each other, tangled with our feelings for one another.
laying on the edge of the highest mountain
looking down at what we can’t see.
celebrating those minutes of love,
after tearing up in doubt, and it seems,
we don’t share the same ground.
It weights so much going up the mountain but
gravity makes it easier going down.
I wonder if we will make it together for another round,
or one of us is going to fade between the clouds.
Please, tell me it’s just a summer then things are going to shape cooler colors.