The Idea Of Love We All Buy Into!

Hold my hand and look me in the eye,

And sit down to tell me a beautiful, beautiful lie.

Talk to me about the moon and the stars,

And, l’ll proudly show you, how I got my scars.

Then, we’ll pretend how much you love me,

And I ‘ll buy whatever I idea you sell me;

living a beautiful, beautiful lie.

We go to movies, and fake to care,

Talk about everything but not what’s fair.

To each other, we dare, not to sound unpleasant,

these breadcrumbs of love, I chase like a peasant.

Bring some chocolates with no sweetness in your heart,

So naïve, and childish is your “not so pretty” sweetheart!

Living a beautiful, beautiful lie.

I’ll light a candle and fake its romance,

You make pleasing talks in a stealing glance.

I pretend to be the Queen, playing a fantasy,

You whisper in my ears, my imperfections and fallacies.

You’ll be a King ruling my kingdom,

I’ll be a Faqir, singing your praises and playing dumb;

living a beautiful, beautiful lie.

Meet me at night, like the stars meet the Moon,

You grow like my bane, while I try to be your boon.

Like a dandelion, I carry your dreams,

Not my forever, but you’re my daydream.

In the web of my stories, I get us wrapped,

You, untangling yourself, leaving me trapped;

living a beautiful, beautiful lie.

Call me any time, to comfort your heart,

Your voice is so soothing, so you can tear me apart.

“What are boundaries in love?” it’s boundless indeed,

But should it please you, if I bleed…?

So, hold my hand and look me in the eye,

Tell me you love me as I breathe my last sigh;

dying a beautiful, beautiful lie.