Beware of Idea.

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Think back to the last time your heart was broken.
Ask yourself what happened.
Remember the pain,
The disappointment,
The let down.
Do you remember who broke your heart?
Here is a fun fact: The people around you have been victim to the exact same person.
You see, we never get hurt by people,
We injure ourselves with an idea of a person.
Idea has a cold heart.
Idea sneaks up and blinds you from the world.
She comes into your dreams while you are awake and creates a utopia.
A flawless person, a flawless relationship.
Idea is a lawless little twerp.
She is the most wonderful paper cut to the heart,
Stinging us for a moment,
And then fading away back into perfection.
Common sense does not apply to Idea.
Idea makes you reach for the stars and makes a point to clear away the clouds, so when we fall, we crash.
Broken.
Nothing to soften the blow.
Idea is impossible.
Idea is responsible as to why finding someone is way more difficult than it needs to be.
Idea should be cited as the key creator in Edward, and Jacob, and Scarlet, and every other character or porn star.
Idea is like a category 5 hurricane,
And our perspective of love is a Florida Palm tree,
Beaten, blown in the wind.
Unrecognizable.
Unnatural.
Bent.
Tainted.
It’s is actually quite humorous to see when somebody is in love with their very own Idea.
Sometimes, Idea gets married.
Idea never works out though.
If Idea had a last name, it’d be a Geller.
Never able to stick.
Never able to come true.
Idea is a termite in the foundation of relationships,
Slowly eating away what caught eyes.
Not seen until the damage is too great to repair.
Instead, fall in love with Reality.
Reality has gaps.
Reality fights for love.
Reality is seen in the old man who eats alone at the cafe` where he first met his wife half a century ago.
Reality is seen in flowers delivered to the door.
Reality is seen in understanding.
Let’s be real,
I tie the hurt to Ideas but smile at Reality.
Idea is feeling-driven.
Reality is a choice.
Choose wisely, friends
And beware of Idea.
Idea, will break your heart.

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