Love begins while painting walls

I'm painting my walls
Want to help me
It's actually really small
You should come and see

My mom does too know
I wouldn't do it without her permission
She believes it's to bright and it glows
So she simply agreed to my opinion

I want to really bad
And so I know you like to paint
I do too, it makes me glad
But I need someone there in case I faint

You see I hate the smell
It makes me sick
It wouldn't be swell
When I need someone quick

I'm thinking on a love theory
With bright pink walls and hearts
And when I look I'll be cheery
It'll be our new art

I'll put our names too
Inside a big heart
It would give everyone a clue
It's impossible for us to be apart

We'll be the author
Of all the hearts splattered on my walls
It'll be perfect
And when I look up I'll stand tall

I'll feel wanted again
And I'll have my own boyfriend
I wouldn't be hiding in a dark den
Soon my heart would unbend

So would you help me
And make my dream come true
Would you let us be
Me and you??