Marsh
Newbie
"Is Falling in Love Real?"
They ask me, "Is falling in love really true?"
I smile for a moment... then think of you.
Maybe love isn't butterflies learning to fly,
Maybe it's the reason we smile... or cry.
Love isn't perfect, it never will be,
It's finding one soul who sets your heart free.
It's staying through silence when words disappear,
Holding a hand instead of a fear.
It's not just "I love you" whispered at night,
It's choosing that person when nothing feels right.
It's the warmth in a hug after countless fights,
The moon in the darkness, the stars in our nights.
People chase beauty, a face, or a name,
But real love burns with a different flame.
It sees every scar, every broken part,
Yet still builds a home inside your heart.
Love isn't about never letting go,
Sometimes it means leaving... because you love them so.
It's tears that fall with no one around,
Yet praying they'll smile, though you're nowhere found.
So is falling in love real?
Yes... but not everyone finds it.
Some only touch its shadow,
Some mistake loneliness for it,
And some spend a lifetime searching.
Because real love isn't found in perfect people,
It's found in two imperfect souls...
Who wake up every day,
Look at each other,
And choose...
To fall in love again.
They ask me, "Is falling in love really true?"
I smile for a moment... then think of you.
Maybe love isn't butterflies learning to fly,
Maybe it's the reason we smile... or cry.
Love isn't perfect, it never will be,
It's finding one soul who sets your heart free.
It's staying through silence when words disappear,
Holding a hand instead of a fear.
It's not just "I love you" whispered at night,
It's choosing that person when nothing feels right.
It's the warmth in a hug after countless fights,
The moon in the darkness, the stars in our nights.
People chase beauty, a face, or a name,
But real love burns with a different flame.
It sees every scar, every broken part,
Yet still builds a home inside your heart.
Love isn't about never letting go,
Sometimes it means leaving... because you love them so.
It's tears that fall with no one around,
Yet praying they'll smile, though you're nowhere found.
So is falling in love real?
Yes... but not everyone finds it.
Some only touch its shadow,
Some mistake loneliness for it,
And some spend a lifetime searching.
Because real love isn't found in perfect people,
It's found in two imperfect souls...
Who wake up every day,
Look at each other,
And choose...
To fall in love again.