we are not a fairy tale and we never were our hands don't automatically find one another's and we don't kiss in the rain or plan our futures together under night stars our kisses are sloppy and we aren't lip-locked every two seconds i don't steal his sweatshirts and fall asleep in them or take silly pictures with him while kissing his face but we never fail to say "i love you" each day and make sure we mean it every time it's said we do what we can for one another and i always tell him what i adore about him whether it be in stanzas or hushed whispers against his chest in our numerous embraces because love isn't meant to have a stereotype and the things you see bound in paperbacks are teeming with seemingly indestructible souls but we are fragile creatures and love is a fragile flower that must be tended to daily we are not a fairy tale and we never were but we're crafting our own story to tell one sloppy kiss and one "i love you" at a time.