So when love arrived, there weren’t any sparks or the feeling of despair.
No sting of bloody cigarette marks, no dearth of loving care.
It wasn’t a rollercoaster or something that bothered her at night, like a gentle breeze, he helped her calm her mind.
The stars didn’t seem to dance, nor did the sun shine any brighter.
Unlike the stories and the songs, he wasn’t a ferocious fighter.
This time, love didn’t scream into her mind but eased into her soul. He loved her slow but gripped her hard and kept her heart from the cold.
When love arrives,
It’s not always fairytales and magic carpet rides,
But when it does, when this love arrives.
Embrace it like the ocean tides,
Let it flow, break down your wall.
This time love will be worth the fall.