love relationships, those are really selfish.
defining like, love, whatever
in the beginning both are blind by the “love”
so tries anything to find something in common
even if they are born on the same month it seems like fate
and even though half of the people that they know like the same food
if that person likes it, it seems like destiny
even if they like the same singer
it seems like this is it, we are meant to be
laughing, smiling calling it “love“
but
as time passes,
one year
two year
if they are on the spot as long term relationship couple
the times that they were trying to find little things
to have common with, have vanished, disappeared
even if the genre of the movie that they want to watch is different
it seems like they have nothing in comon
become immune to anniverseries
not seeing each other for one or two days is nothing
and if those days continue
ah
they changed, it’s changed
a wall forms between two people
that once had many things in “common”
were once madly in “love“
finally
we are not meant to be
it was never meant to be
i tried so hard to find things in common
i don’t remember why i liked you
if it really does go to the end
you become suspicious if it was really “like”…”love“…
and they break up
whether it was easy or hard
their next relationship is the same
it seems like this person is perfect for me
this person seems different than any other person i met before
it feels…different
i really think it’s going to work
but…
it’s the same love story.
