I’m flying off the edge with you—
no parachute, no net, just midnight air and your laugh in my chest.
Every heartbeat’s a drum kick crashing through the sky,
your hand in mine’s the only gravity left.
We kiss like lightning strikes the same place twice,
ignite the dark, turn stop signs into stardust.
If we burn, we burn brighter than the sun—
there’s nothing holding me back, not now, not ever, not us.