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“Behind every young heart, there’s a love story”
I found love, without a sought
Like rainfall in drought
He found me, in his dream
Like sunlight aligned through a shadow in a beam We found each other, on our path
He did mention having big dreams
But this was the most realistic
What could compare to a mate?
Don’t ask me; ask my soul-mate
He defines genuine love
Its constituents: abnormality
Perhaps quirkily strange, as it sounds
Strangely, his quirks’ hound
Likewise, I’m perfect in his eyes
No, he doesn’t view me from his blind side
Might be that he’s immune to my flaws
Or just some sort of attraction law
Working its magic
What does it matter?
He loves me
I love him
And that’s our main focus —
Adventurousness
At least till we’re able to interpret
The curved lines on each other’s palms
