You are proud to remember,
while I forget it all.
You know how and when to pick
while I barely depict
that getting lost is not an option.
You hate seeing balloons
floating in the sky,
"ones beyond its limits,
will break into small pieces.
Look how confident I am!”,  
waiting to pat you on the shoulders.
“Great, I can just watch tv”

I didn’t know I was punished.

Well,

an easy one for you to remember puffy.
I am not an overnight oat to make your morning easy.
I am seafoam, whisked by smashed whitecaps and breaking waves blown inland. When you are hardly sea spray ejected in the air.

Antagonistic
adorable
pink
rushed
in my
cheeks
speaking
instead of my
real emotions

Love* isn't about how long you've been together
It isn't about good things you had
Love is when you put your faith & trust
No insecurities that shallow
No doubts to be anxious
No flaws to be corrected
but rather flaws to be accepted
There's no right & wrong for love
It may be a childish wish
but fairy tales do come true
expect reality comes over it.
You could tell LOVE for no reason
but love is about
reasons to feel,
reasons to forgive & forget,
reasons to give and take,
and most of all
Love is about reasons to *happen.