Love is such a trivial and fickle thing.
For you, the world is in full technicolour, cloudbursts and heavenly, their face makes you so fuzzy and warm inside, their voice, the way they pronounce your name, oh fuck, they're like honey drips and it makes you want to scream and pledge salvation because for fuck sake they're not perfect but the feelings they make you feel, God, they makes you feel so much unspoken emotions you feel like overflowing.
But for everyone else, you're just a kid in love.
