Love At Face Value.

"I want to hurry home to you, put on a slow dumb show for you, and crack you up."


I know it's sad.
And I know that it means I'm kind of tragic. 
A hopeless romantic. 
But the truth is (ever so simply and plain)
I'd really like someone who likes me like that. 


No complications. 
No judgments. 
Nothing stupid or painful. 


Just someone to hold my hand.  


But then when I think about this and push it to the centre stage in my mind, there's this tiny personality at the back of my head with a really damn loud voice and all they can say is that no one takes love at face value. It cant be done. The very fact that we know love to be complicated means that it will be complicated because we expect it to be complicated. So the moments, the special moments that seem so effortlessly poetic in the rom coms, they don't exist without the conscious knowledge of their creation. 


Why cant we live in a world that just is? 


Face-value love to the cyber world today.