I grew up thinking love *****
My parents loved each other
And they fought and
My mom cried
My dad yelled
My mom lied

I still thought love *****
I went into my first relationship
But he just wanted to be worshipped
For his pretty eyes
And his pretty hair
But all he wanted
Was the one thing I wasn't willing
To give him

Now,
I spend my days looking at you
And seeing you looking back
You treat me like a queen,
Like I am worthy of praise
I feel safe
I feel warm
I feel hopeful
Is this what love feels like?