must be love ♡

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lyrics:
Time's moving so much slower lately
It's like the world's playin' a joke

Laughing at me for falling foolishly again
But something's different with you
Traffic on Sunset doesn't phase me
I'm just unusually composed
That is until I touch you and I can't pretend
I lose myself again, I do

I'm all in, I'm fallin'
Can't get back up

Can't think right, too tongue-tied
It must be love

Friends asking me where I've been hiding
I'm losin' hours in your eyes
Lost in your wonderland, I hope I'm never found
There's no one else around, tonight
I'm not so used to being happy
Now I just float down every street
You made a sappy, stupid something out of me
The kind I swore I'd never be
I'm awake inside a dream

I'm all in, I'm fallin'
Can't get back up
Can't think right, too tongue-tied

Come kiss me, convince me
This must be, it must be love
Must be love

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Time is moving much slower lately, Scaramouche thinks. It's almost as though the world is playing a joke, laughing at him for falling in love so foolishly after proclaiming he could never love someone truly. But something is different with you, he swears. Something about the way you smile at him, something about the way you touch him, something about the way you're just so.... you. you must be a witch. maybe its some dizzying spell you've put on him, for he can't help but feel breathless whenever he senses your presence nearby.

Even the long waiting in queue for a cup (or two) of drinks doesnt phase him- surely not because it was for you. Nah, can't be because he's convinced himself he would wait out the world just to make you happy. It's probably just because he's unusually composed... maybe because you've tamed him down. 

Fuck, he swears. Why do all of his thoughts always end up about you?

He gets his coffee and your favourite order- which he memorised, perfectly sitting at the tip of his tongue if anyone were to ask him. Heading over to your place, it almost feels like second nature. It felt more like home than his own apartment did. Maybe its because you're there.

You open the door and welcome him with your embrace and your sweet words and he replies with a bitter response, heart almost stopping as your skin comes into contact with his. Its so hard to keep up with his act. He's almost convinced himself that you meant nothing to him like everyone else- but why was it so hard when he's face to face with you? Almost there, until he touches you and he can't pretend. As you spend the evening together, he loses himself bit by bit, his sanity, his mind, his heart. It's all yours now. He's all in; he's falling, and he knows it, no matter how fluttery and sick it makes him feel. When did you break his legs and take all the space in his head? He can't even get up now, can't think right. He's just too tongue tied. 

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