What if jasmine never went to the market place?
What if Cinderella never lost her slipper?
What if Noah never met Ali?
My idea of love would be so much different.
Maybe I wouldn’t get myself in the messes that I do.
I would be more realistic when it comes to love.
I wouldn’t expect so much and make up fantasies in my head.
I would be happy with the minimal effort.
Maybe I wouldn’t expect such elaborate gestures.
Maybe I’d be ok with mediocre love.
But raja helped jasmine get to the market.
And Cinderella’s shoe was found by her prince.
Noah climbed a ferris wheel just to date Ali.
So how can anyone expect me to be ok with anything short of attested love.