Love is not perfect...
It is not a fairy tale
It is not a fairy tale
Or a storybook
And it does not
And it does not
Always come easy.
Love is overcoming obstacles,
Love is overcoming obstacles,
Facing challenges
Fighting to be together,
Fighting to be together,
Holding on, and
Never letting go.
It is a short word,
It is a short word,
Easy to spell,
Difficult to define, and
Difficult to define, and
Impossible to live without.
Love is work,
But most of all,
Love is realizing that
Every hour, every minute,
Every hour, every minute,
Every second of it
Was worth it because
Was worth it because
You did it together.
As he stood behind her,
Embracing her fears...
All she felt was peace.
She felt protected,
All she felt was peace.
She felt protected,
Cherished, loved.
He was barely touching
He was barely touching
Her physically
But with his mind,
But with his mind,
He possessed her thoughts,
Her aches, her desires...
And she just felt free.
She knew her soul
Her aches, her desires...
And she just felt free.
She knew her soul
Had finally come home
And in this one
And in this one
Moment in time,
Nothing else existed...
Just two of them
Nothing else existed...
Just two of them
In a vacuum
Of their own making...
Of their own making...