When Love comes knocking I imagine myself coming to the door late at night
With tired eyes and a weary mouth I'll mumble
"Where have you been all this time?"
Like a mother waiting for a child to come home at night, furious and tired but relieved all the same.
I imagine myself falling and falling hard,
Over and over until I'm not sure I can get back up again.
Love will be beautiful and Love will be bliss.
Love will feel like an endless sunny day and Love will feel like home.
Love will be all I've ever wanted
Until Love lies and Love cheats and Love stays out until 3 a.m. with bloodshot eyes and staggering feet.
When Love comes home with angry fists time and time again,
I will finally realize Love changes.
So I will kick Love out into the street and shout "I DON'T NEED YOU".
One day I may even believe it.
One day I will come back inside to see Love was standing in the mirror the whole time.