Out of 84600 frames in my life, one would be yours.
In your life, when the reel plays, sometimes the camera doesn’t even capture me.
How is it fair that roads don’t intersect where you and I can meet?
Why do I always lose a game you refuse to play?
Isn’t falling for you a cruel deal I’ve been dealt when I can’t even show you my cards?
You’re my favourite movie but you, the actor, don’t even know I exist, watching in the audience.
I’ll travel back in time to give you damage that ultimately brings you to me…