Music are your words,
Making your lips an orchestra; a symphony.
But your touch, my ears blurred
As your words would live in infamy.

Love is no accident -
Falling in is not without intent.
If you let your feelings drive your decisions,
Vain is the work we spent.

Why do we confuse ever so easily
The line between love and romance?
The latter ends so drearily
When outside of love it makes its stance.

No, my dear, we don't fall in love,
And sit in hopes of what it can bring.
We jump in, we dive into;
Because, together, we learn to swim.

No, my darling, we don't fall out of love
Because some feeling that was there no longer forms.
We work together to fend off the sharks
That threaten to tear us apart,
While we keep each other warm through the storms.

Don't lose sight of your heart,
Because it can be so easily deceived.
My dear, contrary to popular belief,
Love is not found, it is achieved.