Follow your heart

The elaborate artist paints his picture across the sky
The shadow’s stir and glide out into this familiar world
I do not focus on the millions of things around me
I focus on the flower in my ever delicate hand
That only contains nine white petals
His love has confused me to a point of no return
Although the one emotion I question is whether
I love him back

I love him because of the way he stares
The look of his ever blue eyes digging into my heart
Just looking for a reason to understand
I love him not because he does not hold his gaze
Surely not long enough to understand what I have to offer

I love him because of the way he laughs
Almost as if he has no clue what he is laughing at
Just laughing for the sole purpose to feel
I love him not because he never stops laughing
Serious is not in his vocabulary

I love him because of the way he believes
As if everything he knows is truth and faith
Like God will do anything right for him if meant to be
I love him not because he doesn’t believe in fate
Is there not reasoning behind why he chose me? Or I, him?

I love him because of the way he teases
Like every moment should be seized right then and there
And as if teasing makes everyone happy
I love him not because he doesn’t only tease me
There are other girls he teases as well.

I love him because, I guess I should stop.
Because no more explanation is needed
There are no more petals for me to pull off
I love him and no flower needed to tell me that