i want an old love
with beach walks at night
with love letters
with coffee dates, museum dates,
going to old towns,
travelling,
and I want it with you
not with anyone else

i loved your soul
even before touching your skin
or kissing your lips

i want to make you mine
and I want to be yours
only yours
i want to hug you, kiss you, love you
i want to make you feel loved and
i want to give you all my love

and I will love you
until my lungs give out and my heart doesn't beat anymore
my soul
even death, will be alive for your love

and your eyes...
please
don't make me talk about those eyes...
the ones that drive me crazy
i could sit hours and hours admiring them
feeling them,
and your lips...
i want to kiss you all that I can today,
because I'm afraid you're not here by tomorrow

i want to know you,
i want to know your deepest secrets,
your past, your scars
i want to know how much you needed me, and I wasn't there

your my first love, and
it's crazy how deep I'm falling
i never liked anyone before
and I thought it would be that way before I died
but you...
oh you my love...

you make me see the stars brighter than they had ever been,
you make me talk about you to the moon,
you stole the spotlight to the sun,
you make the galaxies looking small

i don't know how is this possible but,
i love you more everyday than I loved you the day before
and that's magical
that's beautiful
that's the art of love.