Lonely Winter Nights

Words are so thin

and they come out so easily.

I love you.

They say good things take time, but really great things happen in a blink of an eye.

And you came rushing into my life,

wrapped around me with the strength of steel.

I didn't know that was a problem,

because apparently steel isn't supposed to bend.

But our burning flesh bent it into all kinds of positions.

I love you.

What is love?

Is it the feeling in your aching body?

they're not even butterflies anymore.

They're massive electrive waves speeding up and down every inch of your body.

Is it when,

both of your hands are intertwined and you realize,

damn,

they're not two perfectly fitted puzzle pieces,

but you're willing to squeeze them together and make them fit.

Little girl, be careful when you say,

I love you.

Because they say it's all an illusion.

You're making up feelings that aren't really there,

because how could you fall in love

when you're only 17.

I didn't know love had an age or that it had an expiration date.

I am that little girl, and I know I fell in love.

And I can't deny that it was real, because he's still here.

Because he made me feel like I was on spider webs in the moon

He made me feel as soft as little pigeon eggs

I felt the heat from the sunshine in his arms, even when he wasn't there.

and the sweet lullaby of his heart cradled me to sleep on every cold night.

But then our love became as fragile as a spider web.

She walked right threw it, she broke that spider web, just like she broke our love.

He says, Little girl do what you wish, be what you wish to be, I've moved on and it's time for you to do the same.

But I look at myself in the mirror

after every tear has come out that night

and I tell myself

you should be you

because there is a reason he fell in love with you.

Then, I lay on a lonely bed, on a cold winter night,

wishing and praying that your lullaby will turn back on someday.