Do we fall in love with people
because of the way they look
and the words they say
and the things they do,
or do we fall in love with people
for the way we think they are?
It’s wild how someone
can give you one flower
and you mistaken it for a bouquet.
Are we in love with them
because we make ourselves
believe that they are the one
we’ve been searching for?
Are we just settling
at the end of the day?