i wonder if it's true that people fall in love in the weirdest ways
because i have imagined you falling in love with me too many ways to count
and each one has a different story and a different scenario
none of which will ever happen
but i keep imagining it because i know how much i could love you
and i know how perfect we could be if you would just follow my script
but then i think about how real love doesn't have to be forced
it just happens
so maybe one day you'll see me and you'll realize
that no one will ever be more perfect for you then me
and then maybe i'll believe that love happens every day
rather than just in the stories and poems i write about you