“I’m thinking about how people fall in love in mysterious ways”
Then I look at you and I realize, it doesn’t have to be love.
It doesn’t have to be anything more than an Ed Sheeran song, as long as it reminds you of me and me of you.
It doesn’t have to be complex, it doesn’t have to be difficult.
It just has to be, in spite of, and sometimes because of all that we are.
The broken damaged bits of our lives which we have glued together in a clumsy baggage train.
That’s our love right there.
Sitting on our heads and reminding us, our feelings are mortal.