she wasn’t the usual kind.

she won’t ask you to bring in magic. pull chairs. or even fancy her on dates. she won’t ask you to be the perfect six-packed trophy she’d want as a candy on her arms. she won’t ask you to be any different from what you are, rather she’d want you as it is — with your flaws and your imperfections.

she’s rather impeccably imperfect herself yet the only thing that makes glitter in your dark is how she has learnt to love a love that is different.

she loves for what you are and not the image in your head or hers. she loves the stolen smiles from your conversations and the lies she tells herself about how her heart isn’t colliding with the rainbows in making. she loves the way she curls up on your touch, that anxiety and the nervousness.

she loves, because she has learnt to accept. she accepts herself for what she is, which is why, she accepts you with everything you are.

she accepts the butterflies,
the unicorns in her dream world,
and you.

that’s how unique you are to her,
that’s how you have always belonged to her.

she doesn’t need your agreement to be where she is,
because in her dictionary meaning of love
she loves a love which might not be forever,
but in that moment, it stays;
just like her.
just like the magic in her eyes.

silently,
madly
and there.


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