2 hearts (preferably unbroken)
Equal measures of lust and passion
A lot of talking
1 part chivalry
1 part care
2 equal part of understanding
An abundance of listening
Plenty of respect
The smallest pinch of jealousy (too much will spoil the mix)


Gently blend the two hearts together long enough to know that they won't separate.
Sit and watch the love rise.

WARNING
Always beware of cross contamination.
Adding another heart (unless very very small) will ruin the mix.

There’s smoke beneath her paper skin,
It masks her sin,
It’s black and thin,
And keeps her secret’s secret locked within.

Her eyes have lost their guiding light,
They store the night,
Abhor the bright,
And flicker within regret’s final fight

She craves a warmer shade-less place,
But not solace,
Another’s face,
Alas she walks a path she can’t retrace,

With lines as deep as battle scars,
From smoke filled bars,
To plastic cars,
She pins her every dream on falling stars.

Love’s spring bud falls as an autumn leaf,
Sinking into the murky soil that is life,
Its  remnants left rotting, to be soaked in, nourishing a new love,
Why can’t the sun shine through this haze of mediocrity,
Where have all those beautiful weeds gone.
If my soul doesn’t freeze, maybe this one will flourish,
Maybe.

Such a tender beautiful thing until
It all falls apart,
Such an all encompassing love until you’re left with nothing but a broken heart,
And you think you know devastation when your one true love leaves,
But it’s not the same as the pain of one whose love grieves,
Try telling them why you sit by their bedside and cry,
Or what you mean by “I’m not ready to say goodbye”,
Then it’s you asking why, as a downpour of tears fall like raindrops,
There, right there. That’s the feeling. That’s when the pain drops,

God I missed you,
I missed you and I don’t know why,
But don’t you worry my love,
Just let me reload,
And this time you’ll die.

So this is heaven,
So this is hell,
So this is love,
Who can tell.