march 12, 2015 3:21pm

Love lost.

Meaning you are lost and I am lost without you.

But together we'll find our way and if I had to do things my way, you'd be the way.

You're my way.

We're on a wave. This love tide will wash all of the pain away.

So intentive, your love is preventive.

You have my attention.

You're my honor.

My flag that I'll rise up when I'm up against the undefeated.

They come and they go but try to drag us along with them when it's time for them to go.

So stand your ground, don't make a sound.

Your actions are loud. Your action is love.

You are love.

Love is I and we are what we are.

You're the ascending star that twinkles in the sky, that glides across the moonlight/

You start to shoot, I start to wish.

You are my wish but I won't speak it into existence. I'll just stay soundless and silently whisper this blissful wish in my wild but yet mild mind.

As the world turns, my eyes stay on you.

They dig deep through you.

I see through up.

It's deja vu. I loved you before, during and after.

So you don't ever have to dabble into imitations, no limitations on this love that's reflected.

It's exemplified.

I'm mesmerized.

I am love.

Love is you.

You and I love and I love us.

I love you.