we looked at each other a little too deeply to be just friends,
and I couldn’t help myself but dream about all the possible ends,
where we can somehow be together,
listening to that one song about sweater weather,
you would be the man with world in his hands,
and I wouldn’t mind if there was no much to say,
our life would totally make sense,
but in the end I was the only one who wanted to stay,
we looked at each other a little too deeply,
when you whispered the answer,
my mind went blank,
and I got butterflies simply,
I smelled your fragrance everywhere,
how could I not care,
when I felt safe with you,
but later i didn’t know what to do,
we looked at each other a little,
do you remember how we made pancakes?
I was so clumsy and clueless,
but they were still yummy and handmade,
while pranking each other with teasing words all the time,
i think ghosting each other feels like a crime,
we looked at each other,
with questions in our eyes,
how none of us knew anything ‘bout love,
how we were only victims of its tricky charm,
and forgot about possible harm,
we looked,
like there was never nothing between us,
like we were only friends and nothing at last,
and like we never looked into each others eyes,
with desperate feelings and something they all called love.