I grew up watching my parent's love for one another grow every day. If I didn't love them so much, I probably would've been disgusted.
But instead, I was memorized.
I wanted that type of love.
The type that could stop your heart one minute and make it beat double time the next.
I chased after that same love and it got me nowhere.
That's what happens when you look in the wrong places.
That's what happens when you look at all.
The best love falls into your lap when it's the last thing on your mind.
When you don't even want it.
And you're a first-class idiot if you don't hold onto it.
And what was I?
Buckle up y'all, because I was the pilot of the idiot plane.