All I hear ,
Is these words slapping my mind,
You are happier if you let yourself be loved.
Even my mind is drifting
To places it shouldn't go,
But I wonder Is this it?
For he looks at my scars
As if they are light itself.
All I hear ,
Is these words slapping my mind,
You are happier if you let yourself be loved.
And I want to pinch my heart and stop it from feeling,
But he has built a ladder to get to it.
For he loves me like
He has been in love ,
And out of love ,
and knows what it feels like.
All I hear ,
Is these words slapping my mind
You are happier if you let yourself be loved
And I am tempted to drink from this fountain of love
For like a waterfall he pours,
And fills me with care
Untill I soak.
All I hear,
Is these words slapping my mind,
You are happier if you let yourself be loved.
My heart is yet to comprehend
What this is,
For a lover to love your good and terrible parts .
For him to see and not to see your terrible parts,
Not to see your crooked teeth,
Not to see the freakles on your face,
Not to see your scattered tangled hair,
Not to see your round thick glasses
For him to just see soul.
Your soul.