That's what Love is
It's crazy what i did for love
You put me in a box that kept getting smaller.
and smaller.
and smaller.
Instead of breaking out, I curled up and made myself smaller.
and smaller.
and smaller.
But thats what true love is, right?
When I had nothing left to give I carved out my soul and handed it to you
because you were my god
But that's what true love is, right?
It's crazy what i do for real love
I give, and I give, and I give.
But now I recieve.
Now I am cherished.
Now I am loved.
He holds me up when I am too weak to stand.
He kisses my forehead so I know it's "see you soon", not "goodbye."
He is with me, not against me.
Because that is what real love is.
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