True love ,
like how it is portayed in cinemas-
Red roses, romance, sweet nothing's,
possessiveness, the adrenaline rush
that's how I have been fed the idea of love.
Thanks to the larger-than-life cinemas for feeding me all fantasies.
But when in real life it is all different.
Way too different from mainstream cinemas.
There was no rush
There was no need for reassurance
No need for red roses
No need for blood gushing romance
It flew effortlessly like a ganache on a cake
so smooth and seamless
It just fits in there

A love, where I can be myself unapologetically
A love, which means his success is my happiness
A love, that isn't jealous
A love, that...