Even though their world drives you crazy.
Even though their world is nothing like yours.
You just make it work and attempt to be a blooming flower in their infertile soil.
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But more often than not, two very different worlds collide.
More often than not, someone is going to eventually realize that one of these worlds is just unlivable.
A world I dont feel like a stranger in.
A world I could understand.
Because when you like apples and I like oranges, our meals will always leave a bitter taste.
When you like rock and I like country, well always be humming a different tune.
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Shouldnt love feel like home?
Shouldnt we feel like the other person is our better half?
Shouldnt we in a foolish way, feel like we complete each other?
Eventually, you pretend that its your world too, until you might no longer lie to yourself.
And maybe I dont know what love looks like it, but it surely doesnt look likethat.
Love is supposed to show you abetterone.
They blend in together creating a kaleidoscopicmasterpiece.
