to love you
was like stepping
into heaven
where the
angels were singing

to love you
was to realize
how beautiful
imperfections can be

but if loving you
felt like stepping
into heaven
then i must already
be dead

to love you
was to have
my heart broken
by you

to love you
was to feel
how it's like
being dead
while still breathing

to love you
was to feel
happiness and pain
all at once