It seems I am in love
with ideas, notions,
and places I have never been.

I am in love with the idea
of forever,
of waking up beside
the one I love
everyday, until we both
cease to be.

I am in love with the notion
that there is someone
perfect for everyone,
that someday I wont
be all alone.

I am in love with the idea
of complete happiness
of being satisfied with
exactly what life hands me.

I am in love with places
that I have never been
places that I may never
get to go.
I am in love with
skylines I may never see.

I am in love with the idea
of love itself.
The notion that one can
accept someone
exactly as they are
and run away with their heart
to places neither
have ever been.

As she drove in her dilapidated car,
She took note;
Grey skies,
Like her heart.
Asymmetrical homes,
Perfectly mowed lawns.
Loss of creativity,
Creativity still lives.
Fruitless surroundings fed the fruitless heart.
The lack of boldness caused her to be bold,
And caused her to drive as far away as possible.

-cs