Falling in love again and again
How beautiful is he?
He's so beautiful,
That if I ever saw a flaw in him,
I'd rather say that my eyes are flawed.
Falling for him wasn't falling at all,
it was like walking into a house,
and suddenly knowing that,
you're home.
It scares me,
how well he understands me.
It worries me,
how good he is at remembering little things.
He looks at me like i am the stars in the sky.
He speaks to me like i am the one thing that truly matters to him.
He makes me feel a warm fuzzy feeling inside.
I think it’s love.
He makes me feel like love is truly a choice,
and i am willing to choose him despite all the setbacks.
In our stages of growing,
I love who he was, who he is and who he will be.
No matter how disappointing it had felt before,
He creates a new type of love for me.
One that is worthwhile,
One that carries you to another world entirely.
I continue to seek comfort in his brown eyes.
I warm myself up with his warm soft hands.
I find solace in his kind words.
I feel lighter with his contagious smile.
But within this love,
I am terrified.
For I know it would ruin me,
and i know that I would let it.