I just did something stupid. 

I looked at you. 

Across the room. 

and you 

were just 

standing there 

being 

perfect. 

Is there any world where wisdom wasn't whirled away by the first flower of love? 

Don't worry. 

I know. 

You can't ever 

really 

love me. 

But stupidity isn't really voluntary. 

So I looked at you. 

And you looked at me.