Love for me Has never been about Finding someone who makes you happy Instead Has always been about Finding someone Who is worth waking up for In order to face the world After all Finding someone Who makes you happy Is simple Happiness Is sort of a momentary thing Eventually requiring upkeep But happiness Is not a challenge Instead Find someone Who is enough To make you want to get up And get through the day Just so You can get back to them To do it again Tomorrow.
There will be times When your touch is not enough To wrestle the demons out of me Times when your hands Loving in their intention Will feel foreign Will feel too similar To every pair that has hurt me in the past Will bare resemblance To every one that has been laid on me Will remind me of every bad memory I had planned on forgetting So many times before There will be times When your touch is too much And the amount of affection Will be far too warranted For what I feel deserve Will feel overwhelming Will feel blanket on heatwave blood Feel like more than my worth Worth more time than what I merit There will be times When you will have to practice holding me Rehearse me into routine Remind me that safety lives in your arms In your gentle grip In your palms resting backbone Calming shoulders speaking comfort I am still learning to be still Still learning to not flinch At a man's touch But my skin craves to be loved Almost as much as my heart does And trust Is something I am just starting to give out So in regards to me And the way you approach my body Please proceed With caution.
Love. Love is wonderfull. Love is painfull. Love is strange. Love blind you. Love is rare. Love is everywhere . Love makes you forget. Love makes you forgive. Love makes you smile and laught Love makes you cry. Love is true. Love is fake. Love is you.