Love is accidental, For the longest time we are taught to believe that love is a choice, a decision made under warm lights after long convos and ridiculously careful considerations. The raw truth still remains, it’s actually accidental.
Like falling, crashing or even waking up realizing you’ve forgotten how to breathe because someone smiled at you in a way that felt just like prophecy or poetry some may add.
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No red flags, no traffic signs that would otherwise tell you to detour the road cause it was dangerous or someone did a dangerous thing. No slippery when wet sign cause love doesn’t come with a cautious tape, it barrels into your life like a drunk driver at 12 noon in the night and you are a pedestrian who didn’t look both ways before crossing at a zebra crossing.
It’s not planned it’s not on the checklist he’ll it’s not even on the itinerary of life, it’s a glitch in the matrix, a cosmic error and a beautiful but terrifying detour which ruins you in all the best ways.The heart wasn’t designed to be rational, it’s a wreck-less organ. It doesn’t read maps, doesn’t care about timing, distance or 5-year plans, it just leaps and when it leaps on you accidentally , unprepared, unready and even unwilling- that’s when it matter the most.
Falling in love is just like tripping over a moment you were meant to forget and never supposed to remember. It messes with your routine and restructures your whole life , invaded your boundaries and just when you try to ignore it , it pulls you closer with the gravity of a thousand different strings.
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You are not in control any more and that’s the beauty of it .Love is both accidental and both unavailable.You can’t unmeet a soul that feels like home, You can’t forget eyes that looked into your chaos and didn’t flinch.
You can’t re write the script once the plot twist is already in motion
The most dangerous thing about love is not how fast it can start, but how deeply it can root even when it wasn’t supposed to exist.I hear you, It wasn’t your plan
You were doing alright from the looks of it
And yet here you are
It’s real, unpredictable and accidental.
The next time your heart skips a beat for someone who wasn’t supposed to matter , don’t panic
Don’t run
Because
Maybe, just maybe
It’s the best kind of love
And the best kind is one we don’t plan for
It’s the real kind
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