Why do you romanticize things,
every day
every minute things,
as if life alone wasn’t good enough for you,
as if just seeing what’s there wasn’t already unbearably beautiful?
Always needing a back up plan
Always a plan b
For fear that even your own love
Would let you down.
No romance.
No enhancements.
No chance to take it all back.
At a glance,
You knew he was your man.

-ZGD