gloss, Pt. 3

In my mind,
The world is an illusion of a memory,
A plain for make-believe and for security
Where nothing ever breaks or falls apart,
Where I'm together

Inside this universe,
The shape of your allure is unmistakable,
It's traced upon your form, it is unshakeable,
My love— it hits you square between the eyes
And you don't forget it

Like how you do in real life,
When I'm falling apart and I'm chasing your time
And then out of surprise,
You show me again why I love in sin,
In the blink of an eye,
It never ends but always has to

And in my head,
The colours always blend into infinity,
There's no such thing as daring or fragility,
I'm never pressed for time or far too late
To make my move

Say I'm yours and you're mine,
This thing that we call a heart doesn't work
Unless put on the line,
And forced to confess with a knife at your throat,
And the sun in your eyes,
In the dead of night

But don't you hear me?
I'm sleepless and unsatisfied in waiting
For stars to start colliding and creating
The love I'll always know and never lose
Because it's not a game