When I tell you I love you I'm not reciting another poem It's an invitation A call for attention Baby!
May your love rearrange me if it can May it heal, Attend to the bruises and scars the past lover left
May your love make it rain Drops of warmth, Clouds of assurance, Winds of comfort,
May your love run so deep, Fast enough to catch every piece of this broken heart May it listen on days I can not utter a word
When I tell you I love you I'm not trying to sound like Maya Oh lover!
May your love be a medley Let it be too music To compose all the pain, betrayals and hurt into a beautiful song A melody that can teach me to love myself as I love you
My love is a journey less walked Too ***** and full of gravel Be patient with me I'm still learning to travel This narrow path Called love
" where do broken hearts go," can they learn to love again?