Met you through a friend on a random night,
Headset static, neon lights.
You laughed when I kept getting killed again,
Then stayed online ‘til half past ten.
You showed me moves I’d never seen,
How to play like I belonged on the team.
Somewhere between “you got this” and your smile,
I started waiting for your name to light my dial.
Now every late-night call feels dangerous,
Like crossing lines nobody wants from us.
What if we’re more than voices in the dark?
More than crossed wires and matching hearts?
They’d say it’s wrong, say don’t go that far,
But maybe they don’t know who we are.
You’re miles away, but somehow close enough,
A country line can’t stop what this has become.
So tell me why I feel it every time we talk—
Like we could rewrite the stars.
You know me better than the ones around,
Hear the quiet when I don’t make a sound.
And I hate the way my chest caves in
When they ask me where you’ve been.
Maybe it’s the distance, maybe it’s the fear,
Maybe I just like you too much to say it clear.
But every song and every midnight game
Ends with me whispering your name.
And I know the world would complicate this,
Turn something real into something forbidden.
What if we’re more than voices in the dark?
More than crossed wires and matching hearts?
They’d say it’s wrong, say don’t go that far,
But maybe they don’t know who we are.
You’re miles away, but somehow close enough,
A country line can’t stop what this has become.
So tell me why I feel it every time we talk—
Like we could rewrite the stars.
Maybe we’re reckless, maybe we’re young,
Maybe this feeling came from nowhere at once.
But when you say “goodnight,” I stay awake,
Wondering if you feel the same.
What if this story was ours to choose?
Not theirs to judge, not theirs to lose.
Maybe the distance just hides the spark,
Maybe we already rewrote the stars.
You’re somewhere north, I’m somewhere scared,
But every heartbeat still leads me there.
And if this is wrong, why does it feel so right
Every single night?
Like we could rewrite the stars.
xobrookexo
