Oh I could listen to you for hours,
Let you lead me through story after story.
I can hear your pain.
See the scenes you paint.
Even feel the love you claim.
A soothing calmness grows in me.
Like everything will be alright.
Just because you looked me straight in the eye
and said I love you.
You sell love in every syllable and phrase.
Like it did exist, like you would not have kissed.
Like you would love me but not like this.
Because you're not selling love,
I thought I loved life and the world.
But then I met you and realized that I didn't.
That if I did, it would be comparing a candle to the sun.
You are the sun and unconditional love.
You are the way melody and rhythm go together in songs.
You are the notes and chords these words ring for so long.
You make crowds sing love in their hymns,
and leave every single one of them shaking with goose skin.
You are the quiet cry that goes unheard in the night.
Of every hurting soul and body that hears your voice for the first time.
Because they forget all of their miserable nights
and feel for the first time what love sounds like.
So don't tell me your music and lyrics don't inspire love.
I fell apart when I heard your voice for the first time.
I fell apart when you said I could not have your love in a single line
and now I'm empty with just your voice replaying online.
You are my morning alarm that delicately awakens me
and my last thought at night that follows me into slumber.
You are the girl that sings to the broken masses in the dark.
While they chant your name in different harmonies apart.
I am the one in love that can't explain.
Why these words come out untamed.
The reason why her love flows through these veins.
Why she was the reason our world changed.