6 months.

i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months ago
it seemed a dream so old
but there u were, right through the door

my heart lifted and drifted into a zillion perfumed sensations
ur real, no longer a dream
not 6 months ago
in that cosy scene
we were just talking about many invisible things

but i didn't like u
not like how i liked u
in that moment
captured in that standstill laughter
because we were just laughing about nothing

but now days have passed
and i think im losing
what have u been thinking?
i have been thinking about maybe's
about perhaps, what-ifs, and everything in between

ur not perfect
ur definitely not
the someone i would trust
i would love to trust u
but maybe, just maybe.

i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months after
im living the cliched alternative rock love song
im falling for u all over again.