The concept of being deceivingly perfect.
For you were the someone who I wanted to stay.
I‘d constantly remind myself not to expect
cause you were a race car in a speeding highway.

I thought that I’d actually be getting somewhere.
We were going in full speed but never stopping.
With the familiar cool breeze running through my hair,
You were just speeding past while I was still walking.

I would wait for you.
Even if the universe put oceans between us,
and we're separated by miles of the color blue,
whether it be because of the water or the sky,
a color that I once loved and knew,
a color that yet still brings pain and comfort,
the pain of what we once suffered,
but it will all be better soon
I will continue waiting for you.

Your name became my favorite sound.
It would always make my heart pound,
and even make my head spin around.
You’re different from the rest I’ve found.