You laughed before I got the joke
I watched your eyes, that subtle poke
You said, “Catch up,” and tossed your hair
But I was stuck just breathing there
Six seconds behind, I’m still in scene
You're already gone, but you’re still between
The steps you take and the air you leave
I chase your echoes like I believe
You talk fast but mean things slow
And somehow, I still always know
You time your charm like a perfect twist
Drop lines I didn’t know I missed
You don’t wait, but you don’t flee
Just leave a trail and look for me