To be in love,
To be loved?
I feel like I’m walking down the darkened streets at night,
Wearing nothing but a pair of sunglasses.
I’m vulnerable and blind,
I feel so wrong but I don’t know what’s right.
If I take a wrong turn,
I won’t feel any different because I’ve been lost since the beginning.
I don’t know what I’m doing but I feel a warm hand guiding my way,
I feel lost but only in the sense that I don’t want to be led astray.
Even in my state of vulnerability I still feel safe,
With his hands around my heart and his eyes pulling me in.
I thought I’d been in love,
But nothing has ever felt so warm.
Words,
They used to feel so empty but I feel each pulse of every sentence he speaks.
I’m walking through a maze with cloth over my eyes.
Every turn I take,
I know it’ll be wrong.
Dead ends and hopelessness await every move I make.
I hear his voice and I follow it through,
“I don’t feel so lost when I’m lost with you”
We don’t know where we’re going and with each turn is a surprise.
I’ve never liked surprises but with him I will try.
In the darkness of the night,
I tread in unknown waters.
To be in love?
I feel so stupid because I’m young.
To be loved?
He’s brought the moon back into my night sky and he’s the sunrise in my morning.
I am in love,
I am loved,
For him I would die.