sometimes you fall in love all at once and sometimes not at all and every once in a while you tip toe in like a childish whim out of bed after they've already been safely tucked in love is not something resting inside a body for us to sneak up on and rustle out from inside. if I told you I thought love was something that you could build with me a delicate masterpiece for just you and me to see would you send your feet to racing to something pre-built, something a little more easy Inside this structure built by our memories I can find home to safely tell you of the feelings I set to words of the past we set to melodies and how I hated it when things were a little uneasy but something told me to stick around and not jump to an ending so I locked my insecurities inside knotted fingers that grew stronger in each clasp and I'd tell you of how I didn't fight when you swept me off my feet even though I told you to never lift me and sacrifice my strong grounding because everything I am resting in your arms was a fantasy I'd tell you of how mad I was when I stopped writing because I couldn't find anything I was confused of except how to make sure this path didn't set astray and I never wanted to plague the world with a love they couldn't have I'd bring you stories of how I memorized your laugh to play in my head when the world was daunting how I'd kiss you the same number of times of every morning to set a routine that wasn't set in monotony I know that sounds like hypocrisy, but trust me I'd grow into a story teller as I recounted my perfect memory of how I fell to you, of how I fell to be yours but, I wouldn't leave out the parts of when I tried to run before the journey had even begun of when I told you I wasn't ready for anything serious because I was delirious from questioning what I had done wrong to so many future ones, from the past, and how as the days would pass I swore to you our intimacy was nothing, our physical sincerity was fleeing before it hit you or me but I'd tell you from a serpent tongue terrified of what it could feel but not see until eventually I knew I was lying when I said we were temporary and I'd pull your frown from the ground when I reminded you that honesty hit me so hard I couldn't stop fighting for a reality involving you and me so as you were falling to sleep I hoped knowing that I loved you as much I hoped you loved me would help you rest easily and I choked out the saying truly wrapped in sincerity and the truth left me trembling, but less uneasy Here and now, I still restlessly fight with the thought of a lack of you but when I steady my head, it's easy to find the strength I found in you it's awe inspiring to take to realizing that despite the work you and I have already employed to build something that could even metaphorically take to standing you still find me, simply smiling and I'd tell you most of all that I intend to love you through everything and anything