Do you know when you've fallen in love?
It's when you smell a flower and think about her
or feel the ocean breeze as if it was her brushing your hair
or when your favorite song
(that has nothing to do with love)
becomes a love song.
Have you any idea yet?
How about when you
whisper to yourself
fuck
when you see her walking towards you.
But you know, fuck
as in
I'm the luckiest person
that has ever walked upon
this wasteland called Earth
Or as in
the realization of falling in love
when that first, serious
"I love you"
was spilled out those lips
without the heart
skipping a single beat.
That's how you know.
Trust me.
YOU ARE READING
Let My Words Be Yours
PoetryYou'll know these words are yours when you read them. These are for you, just you and no one else. Read them, feel them... feel me.
