I don’t fall in love with beautiful things anymore.
Because they change.
The nice car we were so proud of.
Now he uses it to take his new girlfriend to school.
All the fancy furniture?
We sold it and moved to two different houses.
I learned not to love things, they are so fragile.
They change when someone else touches them.
So i don’t fall in love with beautiful things anymore.
I fall in love with people.
Even then i add a little disclaimer at the end of them:
*This person will change.