I heard love was like a heart attack

I heard

love is like

a heart attack,

flashing lights

and sirens rung.

And I heard

love floods you

like a winter storm.

But the love I know

is calm and warm.

Some say

love cuts off

your air supply.

Overwhelms you,

bleeds you dry.

And some say

that love

obscures the truth.

Though I’m clearer now

because of you.

It’s thought

that love is pain,

that it’s tears

and drenched bodies

in the rain.

It’s thought

that it burns

and eats away at you.

But I know that

to be untrue.

Your love

is so goddamn

comfortable.

It’s a perfect fit,

the softest wool.

And it

fills me up,

it’s more than enough

it’s the original

good, good stuff.