Tuscaloosa

Cynics despise
love at first sight
out of fear that it may be true.
And if love exists,
then their target's been missed,
and real life has not yet been brewed.

Love at first sight
is a glorious invite
to the not-yet-wounded soul,
but to a mending heart,
it reminds me of the start
of my being re-made whole.

So if we're to fall in love,
then for this to be enough,
we MUST be okay with Time
that passes us by,
or seems to, but I
refuse to believe that lie.

Because,
like a soul that's been revived,
and by no potion I've contrived,
I'm being made alive.
I'm being made alive.
As you kill my will to strive,
I'm being made alive.