What's our love like?

Mutual.
I think of you a lot, and you think about me a lot. I look up to you and you look up to me.

Under construction
We are still establishing how things are going to work between us. It's still like walking in the darking and depending on the feel of things because the turns are yet to be familliar.

Compromising.
We are people on our own. I have my highs, lows, badsides and goodsides. But we do our best to make it other happy without sacrificing our own.

Doubtful.
I don't think we are each other's future and we know it. We can't even call each other true love just yet.

Temporary.
Our love is now. It is young. We're scared that we might not stand each other after sometime. We even stoop so low as to set an expiry date for our love.


I'm still not used to this I guess. You're imperfect, but I love you.

I can't pressure myself to love you, or even have sex with you, because with that we lose the magic.