she never known anything other than love.
for her,
love is too an art
for her,
love is a million metaphors.
she is an artist.
and her art is to love.

You started your life as a fluffy white feather
So perfect, so flawless, so pure

The price of life saw you change with the times
And that fluffiness is no more

You fell from the sky and caught my eye
Our stories have changed, amour

Sooner or later the fire that i love about you is gonna turn my heart into ashes.