Our True Love

Our love doesn’t need to make the front cover of a magazine. 
You don’t need to love me like a man from a romance movie. 
I don’t need you to sing me love songs while you strum on your guitar. 
You don’t even need to hold every door that I’m passing through, 
Pull out my chair, 
Or let me walk first. 
To be honest I’ve never wanted any of that. 
Just hold my hand while we walk side by side, 
Kiss me goodbye before you leave every morning, 
And instead of asking me what is wrong when I looked bothered, 
Hold me close, 
Whether I’m sad or mad. 

I don’t need you to tell me what is on your mind, 
Or how your day was when you come home. 
I just need to know what memories are haunting your mind, 
And all of the ghosts that are residing in your soul. 
I’m not trying to heal your heart, 
Or be a band-aid for your memory. 
I’m just trying to understand what made you the man that I love today. 

If our love was to ever fade. 
It doesn't need to compare to a national tragedy. 
Nor does my leaving need to destroy your whole being. 
My absence just needs to be like a broken alarm clock, 
It disrupts your whole day. 
I want to forever be a part of you, 
So all the woman after me know the love what they have to Iive up to. 
I don’t want you to be in pain or feel like a piece of you is missing, 
I just don’t want all our love to be lost. 
I want your skin to be stained with the scent of my perfume. 
I want my reflection to be in your eyes that anyone can see. 
So when she holds you tight she smells the sweet scent of me, 
And when she looks lovingly into your eyes she sees me begging her not to hurt you like I did.