What is love?
What is it to be loved?
Is it to cherish?
Or is it to keep?
Is love beautiful?
Like the roses on my doorstep?
Or does it hurt?
Like the thorns stuck to the goodbye note?
Is love the recovery
His voice gives me?
Or is the way his laugh
Is beautiful no matter what?
His mistakes are perfect
In the most imperfect way
And I could get lost in his eyes
Eyes like the milky way
But dear darling
With the galaxy eyes
My smile is the one you gave me
Yesterday
