of love?

I want to love. I want to be in love. I want to be in love without any expectations to follow. With an innocent hope and desire.

I don’t want to love because someone loves me.

I can not entertain such a relationship which makes my heart go gloomy.

I wonder at times, m I idealistic? Am I living in fantasy world and waiting for the prince to come? Though I understand there is no prince, I understand everyone has faults, I can not yet accept what is given to me [probably the best]. Am I ungrateful?

But all in all, I can not peace in a relationship till I am fallen in love, again and again, with that very same person. Oh! How dearly might I love misery!

"the world is not thy friend, nor the world’s law"
-Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare
…. dedicated to N, for this reminds me of him.