Met you on a Tuesday
Laughing at the wrong joke
Coffee on your T‑shirt
Eyes saying “this could work”
You said you hate your birthday
Plan to sleep straight through it
I wrote the date down anyway
Like a secret I could use
You talk about the future
Like a city we get lost in
Argue over maps again
End up in the same bed
You steal the covers nightly
Mumble half‑awake confessions
I’m collecting every fragment
Like a language in my head
I’m still crazy for you
Crazy for the way you roll your eyes
Then stay
I’m still dizzy in your orbit
Every ordinary moment feels strange
I tried to play it cool
But every room you’re in tilts out of view
I’m still
Crazy for you