They say, for the millionth time
Love is flammable
For when hearts touch, sparks fly
But when I look into your eyes
I feel the light burn bright
But my blood is cold
I can never burn in the winter
But you make the snow melt
When you look in my eyes
What do you see?
What do you feel?
What do you think?
Do you...Do you-
They say
Only the body is what's hot
The moment is all they care about
They look at your ass since that's where the prize lies
Not you, but what you carry, you're just a number
#cashmoney
They are all devils in disguise
They say again, and again
You may be a lake
They are only shallow streams
Connected
And then I say
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I've never understood the word lonely
For I've always been alone
I've never needed anyone
And then that pebble in your eyes
Makes me want to not be so alone
But why? Why? WHY?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Why is my home a prison?
Are angels real?
because all I want to do is fly
What the fuck do you have to say about that?!
Is my voice not good enough to be heard?
They say-
Oh I know what they fuck you're gonna say
That nobody fucking cares, right?
So why should you care
About anything, let alone
Your soul
Your heart
My core being
Because you're the voice that bends the literal
and this figurative numbness
that was made real
For the soil where my heart was buried
Is forever cold, numb
To the warmth of Love
What the fuck you gonna say now?
(...)
And I say
Within the confines of this mind
Oh siren, Answer this question
For I know there is no answer
What is Love?
(once finished snap your fingers three times)
(Let me know what your answer is to what is love, I don't care about being cheesy, I just want a genuine answer. Not something left for a lover, not something for a loved one, but an answer to someone who knows all the ingredients to the recipe of Love, but can never seem to have the warmth to make it.)