To truly believe in love you must believe in the fragments of time— that asteroids and planets were simply just rocks you must believe that colours are what you make of— that your blue is red and red can't be seen you must loose yourself in arrays of emotions to truly believe you must feel different to indifference— that the skies are simply your mistakes hovering around you to truly believe in my type of love you must learn never to forget me or move on— and your words must make my heart feel loved even if stars loose light and planets stand still and the ground opens up and takes you— to truly believe in my type of love; you must love like never before