it’s funny how we met,
two strangers finding a connection so surreal,
that we had to seal this deal.
losing sleep over the phone, love starts to bloom
and the minute you don’t reply, there’s this unexplainable gloom
because you’re like the air to my balloon.
when you say things like the future, i start to worry,
because love this special isn’t meant to hurry,
especially when you want me to cook your mom’s chicken curry.
because darling time doesn’t wait for no one,
and love has this thing of sometimes jumping the gun,
before things have even begun