I don't believe in love at first sight,
Because how can you love me
Without knowing my flaws ?
True love is when you love
Every scar in me,
Every imperfection.
Cause that's the beauty of love.
I want you to want me
With your soul,
Not just the heart and the mind.
I want you to crave me,
Get butterflies when I'm around
And ache when I'm not.
I want to feel home in your arms ,
Lost in your smile,
Where my troubles dissaper.
I want crazy love,
Where we’ll get washed by the rain
While dancing,
Where laughter grows louder
Than a crescendo.
I want us to paint our faces
With flour as we bake,
Messy hands,
Because love isn't perfect
It's messy and playful.
I don’t ask for much—just this kind of simple love. The kind that’s messy, playful, but deeply meaningful.