On my quest of finding this treasure
I believed that it was you
Cuz you were the gold
The silver the diamond I never knew
And the thing about treasure
Is that you don't want to share
Never wanted you to know this
But I am insecure
Those 3am talks
Those marine line walks
Those unexpected calls were so mature
Yet your expressions so trivial
Your thoughts so bizarre
Your worries so obnoxious
And anxiety so surreal
That sometimes I wonder
what is real?
And as this quest intensified within us
I got to know the demons
And I got to know the evil
I could feel the chaos
But I chose to love the devil
Then slowly but deeply
We developed this unreal rapport
And we didn't need words
To tell our daily report
Then the things better said
Remained inside the head
And yes both of us knew
But they remained unsaid
Rapport told us things
Which would bring imbalance
And then it became a curse
When we opted for silence
Maybe it's not me
And maybe it's not you
But I don't want you to evolve
Cuz you are a paradox
I'd never wanna solve
