When Love comes
I want her to be single – yes because the past years you’ve been a dick and gave me people who are taken.
I want her to have chocolate brown eyes that make me hunger.
I want her to have a voice that can sing me to sleep at night.
I want her to have a smile that could make any day
Into a wonderful one,
No matter what my parents screamed at me this time.
Because her smile would be worth it
I want her to have the hands that will fit mine perfectly
And it would be like holding the hand of someone you’ve known since you were a kid.
I want her to be able to make me laugh,
Without much of an effort
Because that would be the best kind
I want that when the first time I meet her I would know exactly at that moment that she is Love.
I want that she would be mine forever,
Just like in the books.
Thank you for giving me Love.
Though you seemed to have not done some of the things on my list
Like how I would know from the moment we met;
Because I honestly didn’t know until 3 years
And she didn’t know until 5
Like how her eyes were gray like a storm
Instead of brown like chocolate
Like how her voice, though sweet to my ear isn’t exactly melodic
Like how her jokes just make me want to face palm.
Why are you making us fight?
Is this to test our Love
Because from what I have learned from the past
Love is a fragile thing.
It can be broken; because Love is an illusion.
You made it so.
I thought you gave me Love.
Why did you have to take your gift away?
Another thing you didn’t take into account from my list.
That she would be mine forever.
Though thank you for teaching me
That it will never be like the Books.
…I met someone