The first time your heart broke you realized

That something inside you actually hurts, the ‘break’ is not

Just a mere metaphor; And when it broke so many more

Times you started thinking that you were no

Longer a whole being but broken pieces floating in a

Complete-looking body; Each person came like a star in

The moonlit sky of your life, but each new one got duller

And so you’d cry, basking in the loneliness of your own

Moonlight; but you know, you shine, so don’t you ever

Fall in love with just a flashlight, and never let anyone tell

You to have just a bite, and never tell yourself that less is

Enough when you deserve more than you think you deserve;

So wait for everything you’ve always wanted, and I’ll pray

You get it (with a little bit more); till then listen to all the

Romantic songs you want, all the movies that give you hope,

And look at every passer-by asking yourself “Could this person
Be the one?”; give your heart one time, two times, too many times;

Don’t you ever stop being hopelessly romantic

One day you’ll find someone who looks at you like..

(yes, you’re right)

Like you’re magic.