I've questioned what being in love was
Multiple times
Asking why does she mean this to me?

I'm caught between reality and feelings
Trying to decide if I should fight
Should I believe
In the possibilities?

Love is always a possible thing
We should all love a little bit more
But when it comes to a special person
It becomes a real and very serious
Question

For instance
I see that you like me while I'm happy and at my best
But I need to know
Can you handle me when I'm low and at my worst?

So based on what you've told me
You have baggage
You know what?
I do too

Can you bear my burden?
If I help you bear yours?
Am I worth your patience?
Your understanding
Your moment to consider
To take time to fully appreciate my worth?

All these questions, but things take time
Trust isn't something to be given away
I am just as unsure as you

Love is
Wanting someone to find happiness
With or without you

Be careful about what you speak;

Watch it note for note.

Because sometimes, dear,

Unintentionally

A sharp tongue will cut its own throat

I watched the petals form into a flower, The most beautiful I had ever seen,
Showing its colour with every glimpse of the sun ,
Hiding it's true colours for those who looked the closest,
Through the days slowly wilting ,
Lines forming and changing in shade,
I watched as it darkened,
Observed as the petal slowly flew to the ground ,
Gracefully finishing it's days,
Laying there alone as once the bud did start,
Limp and lifeless,
Where had the time gone.

you are all that i think about
you are the first thing that comes to my mind
when i wake up and the last thing left before
i fall into slumber

you stole my heart away
and replaced my thoughts with the memory
of your face and your voice and your lips
when it cracks open into a smile made for war

you stole my heart and i let you
because i trust to you the only beating thing i have
it beats solely for one thing anyway
its captor, its thief
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