It’s the kind of love that I thought was just magic and amazing without any struggle. Of course to a naïve child, I didn’t see the work and effort they put into their relationship.
Falling In Love
It’s a blatant mistake to fall for someone who’s already taken simply because he’ll never be able to give what you hope for: his heart.
If you love me for what you see, only your eyes will be in love with me.
When you look at it from the angle of the bleak improbability that two people like you and I would ever co-exist, the timing doesn’t seem so wrong at all.
You buy me black leggings that are soft
and fleece because you know I hate wearing jeans.
You tell me you’re thinking of me when it’s 3’oclock.
We get into an argument and my sailor mouth is flying,
you still say, “I love you” before we hang up.
I know our limits wholeheartedly because we set them together. We know the risks. You know this much about me and you let me know this much about you.
He isn’t around to spend the night or sit listening to her stories at any dinner table but he’s always there on every puff of cigarettes she takes, every shot of Vodka she tries to get drunk on and every kiss she mindlessly places on a stranger’s lips.
The love poet afraid of love,
they’ll call me the boy who cried wolf.
Meet someone who won’t make you question your thoughts and your feelings. Meet someone who makes you feel safe. Meet someone you are scared to lose every day, but someone who will never let you get lost. Meet someone who doesn’t make you question yourself. Meet someone who makes you realize the magic of living, because that is the whole point.
Should I have decided this before falling in love with you? Did I have that option?