**[Intro]** *(spoken over tapping 9/8)* One... two-three... four-five... six-seven-eight-nine... I've been trying to ask you the right question. There isn't one. --- **[Verse 1]** May I become the gravity around your orbit? May I be the margin in your favorite book? May I steal half your blankets every winter? May I keep the names of your forgotten dreams? May I grow old at exactly your speed? --- **[Pre-Chorus]** Everybody asks... *"Will you marry me?"* Too small. Too ordinary. Too... calendar-shaped. --- **[Chorus]** May I follow you through time? Across the years where our faces redesign. When memory frays, when the stars rewind— May I... follow you... through time? If every tomorrow is another mountain to climb, May I carry your name next to mine? --- **[Verse 2]** May I lose every argument eventually? May I learn your silence like a second language? May I make terrible coffee every Sunday? May I dance with you in empty grocery aisles? May I become the place your compass points? --- **[Instrumental Break]** *(7/8 → 13/8 → 9/8, wild bass and guitar trade-offs)* --- **[Bridge]** *(half spoken)* Suppose... the universe starts over. Atoms scattered. History rewritten. You... with another name. Me... with another face. Would I still... stop... when you laugh? Would something ancient recognize something eternal? --- **[Final Chorus]** May I follow you through time? Beyond the clocks, beyond the reasons why. When the maps dissolve and the constellations die— May I still find your eyes? May I be the hand you reach for before you know you're reaching? May I become your favorite place to come home to? May I spend every ordinary miracle beside you? May I... have the impossible privilege... of calling you my wife? --- **[Outro]** *(quiet piano over fading guitar harmonics)* Not forever. Forever's too vague. Just... every moment... you'll let me have.
