Does love really come
Just how real is it
Why does the same thing
That makes me cry my eyes
Lift my spirits in an instance
Suffering has meaning
But how much is too much
Love is a choice
But how much is too much
Used to simple gestures
Used to small talk
Used to always being depended on
But never able to depend
Toxic people make you believe
That this is it
This is love
No more no less
But truth is liberating
New experiences are beautiful
What used to be simple
Becomes extravagant
The new aura you choose to revel in
You find independence
You find yourself
Because you found someone
Someone who detoxes
The pain away
The fear away
And knows that
Sometimes too much is too much
And sometimes its exactly enough
Of exactly what you need
