The Most Objective Perspective of Love I Can Think of Right Now

I don't know if I'm on cloud 9
Maybe something close

A phantom of cloud 69
A ghostly outline

This might love or maybe lust
Who knows?

Who knows?

I'm closer to you
With every breath and step I take
My pheromones and chemistry concocting something up
Something brews up in brains

I can't refrain from the serotonin
Dopamine, you give me the wildest trip I've ever seen
Trust me, I've never done drugs or anything (Cross my heart, hope to die)
But what can be better than this?

Let's share some oxytocin
While we exchange oxygen
Laughing in to endless oblivion of our surroundings
Until you make my stomach hurt

I don't know if I'm on cloud 9
Maybe something close

A phantom of cloud 69
A ghostly outline

This might love or maybe lust
Who knows?

Who knows?



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Writer(s): Stephanie Gonzales
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