The Rules Change

Being young and in love,
I won't appreciate this
Idea until I am old 
Laying in bed, her hand on 
My chest, so regal,
So charming.

Holding hands in the
City, slowly stepping into
The "Chaos" of it
All and emerging
Unscathed.
I think I wrote
Her a ballad once.

Never let her cry,
Always kiss her twice.
The rules of life
Change around her;
Bullets and insults
Are taken for her.
I love, I am in love,
I am love.
For her.