The shape of hearts

When I used to think about love
I’d picture me falling,
Great adventures
Abaying to his calling

I’d think about the first sight
The Wilde drive
Not the long ride

And boy did I fall
As I ran and flew
crashed into the wall
Whishing I’d knew

I’d hoped there would be
Something out there for me
A vision I just forgot to see

And then when I met you,
It wasn’t like realising the shape of hearts
It was seeing your every face and still wanting to continue
Knowing you too accept all my parts

For all you’ve shown
Now I know
Love is like coming home