Love is not simpleMature

For every story
and every notion
that spun towards romance
those were my only guides
but they were wrong.
Love is not this
perfect balanced thing
it is not simple
but it is delicate
and I had no idea
just how brilliant it is
until I felt it with you
breathless when you look my way
that smile always on your face
makes my heart race
this pounding and fluttering
stuck in my chest
whenever I look at you
maybe I'm not dreaming
or fighting through "Evil Ex's"
but is it a problem
if I already stole your heart
and you stole mine?
Love is not simple
but it seems that way
and I can't help
but to love you more and more
every time we kiss
and I'll keep falling.

The End

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