From the soaring and whistling skies
To your happy and sad glistening eyes
There's so much to fall for
That my mind's in a constant war
Wondering what is love, indeed?
If not for letting you take the lead
If not for letting you let me ignore my pain
If not for making with you a memory stain
Cause my clothes were a white or maybe a black
Yet the canvas surely filled out with everything you had stacked
The blossom of a flower ever felt too simple
But now I watch and make myself feel my dimple
A million moments to perceive in a day
That's how you made me, highlighting my way
There's so much to fall for
Even if all people see is a scar
The might, the strength you faced pain with
The sight of that bravery might indeed come as a myth
Dragons and what not weren't part of it
But simple careless, reckless you with your wit
So much to fall for
So much more to go to war for
But your presence shall end the wars in our mind
If you keep going to be one of your kind
~
#Just a little on the feeling of love. That there is so much to love out there. Been feeling this quite a lot.#