I think love is smiling the moment you close your eyes,
just because you can see her lids closed,
you can feel her skin fold of lips on yours

I think love is when you're too scared to even risk being seen,
when you're too brave to kiss her in a nosy crowd,
when you're afraid the people might steal the magic

I think love is when you're wide awake at 2:30 AM,
but at the same time, wanting to sleep;
to dream of her scent, her body and the way she holds you

I think love is forever hoping for the flawless spark,
waiting for gravity to squeeze the distance between your souls,
expecting that she is patient about you too

Love, for you and I, was tears for thinking
that somebody else might touch you;
that somebody else might have you, take you

We ignited in that spark
We hoped for that combustion and it came