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L-O-V-E


He was the wind beneath her wings 

The pressure from underneath 

And eventually the pressure grew 

And then the earth split in two  

In a moment her heart felt like it was going through the shredder 

And the worst part was that he 

The person she though she loved 

Was the shredder

 

And that's what love is

Sometimes blind 

Sometimes kind 

You never know 

But when love is true

You can be you

Singing at the top of your lungs 

Or fan-girling over the newest episode 

And he will look at you, smile and say 

"You're a goofball"

And that's when you'll know he loves you truly  

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