𝒍ost in your touch
𝒐penly deciding not to be open
𝒗ariety flunks
𝒆veryone else doesn't matter

An ode to love.

𝒍earning from your mistakes is hard, it’s like
𝒐pening yourself to new challenges, to fight
𝒗ulnerable in the war, we go through desolation in love
𝒆verytime that one special individual is in sight

It's insane, but it’s love.

𝒍ost in the moment since your smile’s aesthetic
𝒐nly wished it was you, but your heart, i spent it
𝒗alued your love, and that i took advantage
𝒆xperience was our enemy, we always took it for granted

We were in love.

𝒍eaving was the only thing i felt was right for you
𝒐r for us, but it never made my love false, or less true
𝒗enerable for all the things we’ve gone through
𝒆yes rained from the sky above and onto you

No, we were not. I was in love.

𝒍earned, forgiven, still reminisced
𝒐n 'til laceration met my wrists
𝒗enomous love, my first and my last
𝒆yes deceived, still stuck in your trap.

I was not in love. I just needed it.