You are like an unresolved mystery and every time I figure something about you, you make fall in love unconsciously. I am not trying to call you perfect, but who wants perfect? What’s the fun if you are perfect when I won’t have any chances in admiring your flaws and accepting your faults?
Lunatics fall in love! It’s partially true but those who fall deep consider it irrevocable, meaning it isn’t irreplaceable and that it’s so concrete and you would do anything and be anything for that person.
So when I asked which tastes better after a smoke… The raw sweet texture of her lips or your Antiquity and Jack Daniels? That moment you laughed listening to it, damn my heart just skipped a beat. Some of this might seem too unrealistic but what’s life without a little illusion?
You are the illusion I’ll never wanna get out of, you are the drug I’ll never wanna get sober over.
You don’t have to be intimate to fall in love, just look at them when they are themselves like when they fall asleep when they have a good laugh over even the lamest joke, when the focus hard to study and fall asleep while listening to class, when the read a book, when they eat their favourite food and when they look you in the eye and show you a better world with just the two of you in it.
This may seem like Plato’s utopian city, after all why not aim for your utopia with him or her
Words to take back
Don’t go after something perfect… Love isn’t geometry for god’s sake. Learn to look beyond what you can see and that’s your ticket to the irrevocable romance street. Good luck boarding your train folks.
Good read
-Shruthi
Mirage 