What is love?
Do people actually feel it? Or do we all realistically settle?
I've never been in love before, I can finally admit that.
I've always just loved versions of people I've made up and not for who they are.
But as I'm typing this I can tell you I'm scared, you're not perfect at all but you seem perfect enough.
You're far from the fairy tails I've romanticized but you seem to fit.
You're a work in progress but you accept the work I am.
Are you going to work on yourself?
Can we build a future?
Do we have to rush this?
Do you understand I'm scared?
Will you accept me on my horrible days when I'm drained and can't talk?
Are you here for the long hall or just the good times?
Will I even be there?
My overall question is are you the one?
Probably not...Maybe so.
All I know is I wanna experience and feel everything.
Failure or not, I'm done being afraid.