My True North.

In every timeline, it’s impossible that my mission wouldn’t be to make you mine,
hold your hand like destiny already signed the papers, protect your smile like it’s my favorite responsibility.

I’d flirt with you in every universe, like, are you a plot twist?
’cause my life got interesting the moment you showed up.

I’d tell the stars to relax, they’re doing too much when you’re around.
Ask time to slow down, ’cause moments with you feel illegal to rush.

Different timelines, same outcome, me choosing you,
you pretending you didn’t know I would.

So come closer…if love had a direction,
it would keep pointing right at you, My True North.