Being in love with you is like kissing the snowflakes passionately as if they were your lids,
Being in love with you is like touching dandelions gently as if they were your lips.

Being in love with you is like feeling the wind by my face as if it was you singing me a lullaby and caressing my hair,
Being in love with you is like lying in a field full of blooming sunflowers in your scent as if you were kissing me there and I was sleeping in your arms.

Being in love with you is like walking on the clouds, flying through the sky and seeing the sun smiles back at me.

Being loved back by you is like a dream-come-true, it is like my shooting star was pouring magical sparkling dust all over me,
it makes me fly up and above, even more than Tinkerbell's pixie dust could make me float.

I want to paint that smile on your lips and
hug you tightly and
kiss your lids and
tell you that everything will be alright.
I'd give you my shooting star and
make you believe that your dreams will
do come true.

I have fallen in love with the way your tired eyes
stare around blankly.
I have fallen in love with your smile,
yes, the cracked one.
I have fallen in love with the chills
you bring me.
I have fallen in love with the
silence you give me.
I have fallen in love with your scars,
your contagious pain.
I have fallen in love with your life story,
all the tears and hope you have ever had.
I have fallen in love with the way you avoid me,
when you look away instead of look at me.
I have fallen in love with you,
and I don't know much else.
I have fallen in love with you.
*I have fallen for you.