Sometimes we fall in love,

with ideas and not people.

It’s so normal and so true that

after all that, we still stand regal.

A queen falls for a king,

with the crown and the fame.

A player falls for an innocent,

only for the sake of the game.

Some people like an idea,

but others like their souls.

Even though, sometimes,

for “love,” we find loopholes.

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