I Called it Love

It started with a message.
A simple "hello", when my guard was already down
and somehow
it grew from just a whisper.
I called it, "love".

Temptation never tasted
as sweet as the bitter ale passed between my lips.
Without resistance,
I stepped into the flames.
And I called it, "love".  

Your touch scorched my flesh, burned my skin,
The fire caught quick and spread within
You made me feel, dismissed all my fears
And I called it love.

It turned into a blister.
But the wounds were torn open before they could scab.
Over and over,
the tissue was ripped back.
And I called it love.

You wiped up the tears that you made me cry,
You tore down my walls just to build yours up high,
You kissed all the scars that you carved into my heart.
And I called it love.

It started with a message.
A simple "hello", when my guard was already down
and somehow,
it grew from just a whisper.
I found the self worth I forgot that I had.

I packed what I could in black trash bags,
Spend $20 on a half tank of gas,
Once I hit the interstate, I never looked back.
And I called it, "love".