I am clueless how we got here
Did we dodge all the bullets or am I dead?
Could I be crazy? - I fear
I could be hallucinating, I could be misled.
Did I not lose you in that maze?
Where we played hide and seek.
I remember your face as you slowly faded out in the haze.
And then it was all gone in smoke, in tears, all black and bleak.
So no, it cannot be,
Not after all that we went through,
I could not have been so lucky,
To have made it back to you.
Listen, Just Pinch me, Punch me, make me feel,
Till this pretty face hurts, and swells, and bleeds too.
So I can touch you and have you and know that it’s real
And maybe, I still won’t believe I found you.
Nope.
