She said it might’ve been nothing. I said we could’ve been something.

“We vibe together though, we got each other. Isn’t that enough?”

Sweet and jealous like kiwi. Friendship from the vine

I said we could be next level. She said we still got time.

Talk and talk and talk. Sick of drawing chalk

See the bigger picture. This shouldn’t be a shock.

I got pride for that, pay no mind to that.

But believe me if it’s fire, I’ll make time for that.

Thought we were on the same vector

Eight months of that magical nectar

We were straight buzzing, bees on a bed of flowers

Didn’t think pollination would take more than a couple hours

He said she said, more like she said she said

Couldn’t wait any longer or the spark would be dead

I hit her with that blunt but she wasn’t tryna smoke
Left me out here stranded, learning how to cope

I got pride for that, pay no mind to that.

But believe me if it’s fire, I’ll make time for that.

Ben Franklin type electricity, late nights tapping typing,

It all felt fluid to me

I thought we could be more, but this pain just left me sore

Running this damn marathon when I should’ve been out the door

This feeling of dread, was it all in my head?

I guess I got my answer when you ended our iMessage thread.

I got pride for that, pay no mind to that.

But believe me if it’s fire, I’ll make time for that.