people say love is not a fairy tale,
love is not a fantasy,
love is not perfect,
love is hard,
love is pain,
love can destroy you,
love can blind you,
but, when I look at him,
when I feel him,
when I hear him,
when I smell his scent,
when I taste him,
when I dream of him,
he, is my fairy tale,
he, is my darkest fantasy,
he, is my greatest sin,
he, is my moon
he shines through
when I'm feeling blue
he, is my sun
he shines through
when I'm in the darkest mood
he is the kind of poison
that kills me slowly
he is the drug that
makes me feel alive and holy
he's the one that makes his love
seem to good to be true
when he notices the way
I think and feel without me saying a word
I feel deeply valued.
when he holds me in his arms
I feel safe, I am never alarmed
when he brushes the hair from my face
and tucks it behind my ear
every single worry of mine dissapears
when he kisses me on the fore head
I feel his love is truly sincere
I gave him my whole heart
and he keeps it as a souvenir
he is the fresh breath of air in my lungs
and if I ever lose him, there will be nothing left of me
just simply crumbs, I will be lifted by the breeze and descend into the sea, and I will sink to the bottom where the creatures feed and I will no longer be
I will be nothing
©meteorite
M