Love Me The Way I Do

Do you know the limit of love? When you fall in it, an attraction is formed, a sparkle which would always cloud your eyes and fantasies. But soon enough it blossoms into a bond that is coloured by the passion of love, a love that is not the base of fantasy but of trust. And I've come to trust you Joe, I trust you so much, not because I'm disillusioned or blind, but because I see beauty in you, not a perfect human being but an imperfect entity who has a strange, but a very cute habit of talking way too much about fighter planes. You see Joe, every beautiful thing has imperfections, take the moon for example. We say it's the Earth's greatest asset to the night sky, but if you look closer even the moon has marks all over it. I see the moon in you in all little things you do, like the way you're always hunched over your phone while you're not talking to anyone, the way you lean in a little bit too close when you can't hear what I'm saying. And after knowing you, day by day that bond just got deeper and deeper and keeps getting deeper until neither me nor my soul could keep it a secret. This secret that's so powerful that even my drenched eyes will start to laugh softly after they catch a glimpse of you. A secret so famous that these days people don't recognise me alone, for I don't know why, but they always try to search for someone else's name in my eyes as if they are screaming to be read. A secret so intoxicating, that in every journey, every place and every destination all I see is you. And all it takes to know me, is to smile at me in acceptance and talk to me and I swear that this heart of yours will melt away all the barriers of my mask.