There is a thin line between being in reality and being crazy in love
People assume that love comes along with all the good things that life can bring
All the colors of the rainbow and add ons
Ideally
Yes
“Ideally”
That is the problem
We always think of how love should be perfect
Like it makes no mistakes
Like it wouldn’t break hearts
Like it could understand all things
Like it would be willing to embrace all
But honey
To tell you
Love doesn’t always come with bright colors
It mostly comes with the bad days
The fights
The misunderstandings
The collision of two individuals
Of two properties
We are like magnets
Both have a positive and a negative side
We might never always cross as opposite
(Thus attract)
Can’t always promise that I can understand your mood swings
Your “unreasonable bipolarity”
I can’t always promise to be clingy
Can’t promise to hold you everyday
To hug you
And let our fingers intertwine
We might never always agree on each other’s side
I can’t promise to always come along
I have my rationale
And you have yours
Darling,
Truth is we are this
But that doesn’t make it any less
For we might struggle everyday
In finding the perfect piece to complete
Our daaay-by-daaaay puzzle
But during the process
I’ll always choose to do it with you
I’ll always choose you
My baby
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