Three Minutes to Midnight

Are we just two souls killing time? Is the universe just pulling the

signs? Every number, every night. Is it fate or is it

just out there in my mind? Maybe it's a chance, maybe it's fate,

and maybe we are meant to complicate. Every second, every clue,

it's three minutes to midnight and I'm chasing you. Oh. Late nights,

city lights with your name on screen, talking about the stars and the

places we've been. Side quests and candlelights, yeah, that's vibe.

Every text, every glance got me lost in time. And I swear