to be in love is such a beautiful thing if you are unafraid of the heartbreak that is sure to come one of these days when the realization that keeping secrets of our own means that they must have some secrets they are holding from you on how they act and they talk when you’re not around and it ***** and it hurts almost as much as when you realize that
being in love can be a beautiful thing if you don’t mind the occasional one sided worshipping on the broken pew of your heart thinking about the future and the possibility that things might or will fall apart
being in love can be a beautiful thing as long as you’re okay with constant static lingering in the street light of their love found flickering directly above the lonely bench on the corner of melancholy st. where it’s okay to sit in the haze and in the rain because you have their love keeping you warm
being in love is nice if you never mind being a masterpiece never balanced, some sort of discord throwing everything off doomed to a composition but never remaining composed
being in love is nice if you can love in the dark because in the light, in the light there’s nothing to see most times if only a blank gaze at best but you flip the switch and love in the dark anyways because you know it’s what you do best
being in love is alright if the idea of having them at their worst and not only at their best doesn’t scare you too much because being in love sometimes means falling in love with them at their worst and learning to love unconditionally
being in love is alright if you can learn to treasure the time spent away from them knowing that the time apart is what makes the time together the sweetest and that it’s worth it in the end
to be in love is fine I guess if at every notion of their success you feel a happy sadness in your chest- the happiness for theirs and the sadness in finding that the joy you bring them might be surpassed and the slightest thought of that is just enough to remind you that someday you could be replaced
but don’t get me wrong, please don’t get me wrong
to be in love is to understand that you’ll never have all of them- to understand that in the storm of their body and the nourishment of their breath must come with the lightning and maybe that’s why people call people in love lovestruck
but hey,
to be in love
to be in love is one of the most pure things on earth where the worst part is the innocence and the best part is the innocence and the fragility and the glow and the fulfillment and the loving in the dark and living in the light
oh, to be in love is the greatest thing because somehow loving a silent film masterpiece where their eyes never speak is all you’ve ever needed
written in the style of Lawrence Ferlinghetti for my creative writing class