I believe in fate like mountains do,
so the fact that I'm waiting in vain- is amounting to...
A mistake, my faults could count a few.
Seems the very root of my issues are stemming from my blind eyes, on missed cues.
Like on life's stairs I should: drop bags, and lift you.
Funny how- some days mesh together might miss dates like they're misused.
Funny how- sometimes I tell myself it's a mistake that I miss you.

Pardon me for standing in your sunshine, girl just needed to let you know.
I'm trying to plant a seed; if we connect and it grow.
You get me high on life don't even need any dro.
I mean you're dope to me, like dopamine.
See myself hoping to pass you in hallways, becoming dependent.
Eye might be stuck on you like this sentence.

A flower bud on a bush, a bee in the vicinity.
Not trying to beat around the bush, or rush;
I'll take the thorns if they're coming to me.
Moon on my plains, words enlightening.
Your energy is high, can see it like lightning.
Trying to follow your flow fast cars I'm writing,
A manifesto because it's the best way to let go