I don’t follow love around, it’s too hard and I can’t keep on my feet. I might not follow love, but I believe in love. Its voice sedates my mind but at times it shatters the magic from my dreams. Love tests me, it challenges me to grow, but as I go in deep, I fear the heights. In the sky, I’m vulnerable, but love knows all of my secrets. It knows how tender I am from the pain, it knows how often I melt, it knows when I bleed and it knows when I want to kiss your lips.