I wish I was more like her.

The way she searches the stars makes the fireworks seem cursed. 

I felt it since the first time, I laid eyes, I was immersed. 

Her beauty was a habit and her love was like a purge. 

She cured me from my sadness and all the sins I’d stir. 

Trust me it was rebirth, the light inside her soul had given me a burn and then there were her curves.

I never felt alive before, I frisked just like a search.

Kissed like it was thirst, 

I knew this love had chemistry, I didn’t picture we would burst.