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.