Love is when every love song pops him up in your mind,
when the look of his eyes shivers you,
when his motions become the most disastrous thing ever,
when his words romanticize the whole scene without the meaning to.
Love is the conversation goes on replay every time you're about to sleep,
how you start liking things just because he does,
how he makes you feel that you can actually understand men,
the exact same amount of the confusions he causes you at times.
Love is losing your appetite just because your phone hasn't ring,
when a single moment without his presence drives you nuts,
the sudden loneliness you feel when it rains,
those lines in your favorite book you want him to read
as soon as you two meet before anyone else does.
Love is crazy.
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