What is this feeling?
Is this what love meant?
Giving yourself to the unknown, ignoring about tomorrow,
Filled with delusions, settling in confusion,
Yet, strangely, this feels like home somehow.
A place where I've never been before,
But that I've always dreamt to explore.
Is it blinding us, or is it showing us what we want to see?
Spoiling our inner child about the supposed destiny.
"You'll understand when you will fall in love."
This downfall seems odd.
It is new to me, Mom; I am scared.
Yet, don't save me, because this fear is so beautiful,
Like the hissing of wood as it is consumed by the fire,
Like the long-awaited first day of summer,
I feel safe, and so alive...
Like the refreshing breeze of the sea,
Embracing love makes me feel free.
I am no longer just a mere spectator.
I am a part of this world,
Part of the story, of someone's story.
Suddenly, the sad songs weren't sad anymore,
They were all about this feeling.
