I fall in love as if I was travelling.
I pick the destination based on first impressions,
Waiting to be dazzled.
As soon as I start my journey,
I find I love everything about it.
The sparkle of the sun reflecting in their eyes,
Their laugh lines crinkling because of an inside joke.
I never know when I’ve fallen to deep
Because to me,
Love is infinite.
It doesn’t matter how long I’ve been in love with a person,
They are suddenly in everything that I see,
At the supermarket, their names come up in brands previously overlooked,
Businesses I’d glanced at once but now hold a significant meaning,
Even initials that are irrelevant;
But they all mean something to me.
I’ll never forget any of my loves,
They’ve had too much of a profound effect.
I still love them,
There is a smidgen of my heart that is reserved every time I fall in love,
A place where my infatuations can lie dormant once the passion has burnt out.
I can’t wait until I find someone,
Someone who’s passion never burns out in my heart.
To me that’s when I know they are the one.
When I’m excited to see them everyday,
When a little note saying “you look beautiful today”
Means more to me than my favourite novel;
That’s when I know I’m in too deep to ever resurface.
At the same time, I’m terrified.
Not of commitment,
Not of the love itself;
What scares me is that one day,
Someone is going to love me back.
I’m a stubborn person,
When I find something I like,
I stick with it,
Until the end of time.
So I’m scared of falling in love,
But I’m excited.