Only for the moment

I don't want to wait to meet again.

Fuck the coffee shop where we supposedly 

end up sitting next to each other 

and while you order I recognize your voice 

so I turn around and say hello 

and one of us ends up dropping a cup 

and we leave a few hours later hand in hand.

Fuck a crowded room where we magically 

lock eyes through every one 

and realize we still love each other.

And that I still set your insides on fire.

Fuck that. I'm not going to wait 

to be somewhere a million miles away 

from where I am right now 

and pray that I bump into you there.

I don't want to do that.

I want you and I want you now.

We'll say sorry.

We can. I know we can.

We'll patch up our cuts.

Kiss it and make it all better.

I'll tell you I love you.

And you better damn try one more time.

Because you set my insides on fire

and I don't want to put it out.

Roll the dice.

I'm not going to wait

and you shouldn't either.

m.f. // Some things are only for the moment 

and this is one of them