Love exists in different vantage points
Never on the same page
Never viewed on the same lens
Some love stories are nestled in one’s comfort zone
Almost always on that all too familiar lane
Nudging towards the equilibrium
Some love stories breathe fire and spontaneity
Daring to live dangerously and love instinctively
As if living and loving rest on their last hour
Some love stories harbor on the bright and striking subset of compatibility
Shunning other parts of their love’s Venn diagram
Basking gloriously inside that subset
Some love stories though short-lived are resurrected in the mind
Playfully reliving every moment, retrieving every known feeling
Pausing on some favorite frames
Some love stories can be like lines and curves
Seeing each other, but can never cross
Their eyes have seen how painfully asymptotic love can be
Some love stories are just that
A story with a bland denouement
And nothing more
