Why should I be poetic,
if our love is crystal clear?
I do not believe in love,
but I believe in you.
and I fear that my belief in you,
will make me believe in love.
for I don’t know what love is,
but I know my love for you.
Another day conversing with you,
I foresee the simplicity in love.
Another second dreaming about you,
I forget the existence of nightmares.