What is love?
Love is dangerous.
It exposes all your weaknesses.
It kills you once its been meddled with.

To me, showing it...its a fear.
I don't want you to see me as weak.
But i want you to know how I feel.
I fear this...but I love this.

I love that you make me smile.
I love that you care about me.
I love that you compliment me.
I love that you're jealous.

I love your mind,
Heart,
Soul,
Body.

My darling Siren,
My wild Sparrow,
My sacred Sapphire.
I love you.