We are all a little weird And life is a little weird

We are all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, We join them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness— And we call it love—true love. In a world of shadows and dancing lights, the stars are jewels scattered across the night sky, I often wonder how our weirdness intertwines like the roots of ancient trees, Each unspoken desire an echo in the deep cavity of a corner of the universe. We are wandering souls through forests of dreams and parallel realities, Our strange desires rise like the morning mist, enveloping everything in a silvery haze That reaches out to you as we travel through this mad spectacle called life. Memories flow like rivers of light, each drop a story woven in ephemeral glimmers, Every whisper of the wind carrying me back to our meeting, Where my weirdness danced with yours in a cosmic dance under the probing light of the full moon. Floating through the seas of the unknown, in search of a spirit that reflects In its mirrors the same weirdness of my heart, an enigma that, instead of dividing us, attracts us. And when, at last, our weirdness finds its match, the magic begins to come to life. We are like two comets intersecting in the sky of eternity, Leaving trails of light, a fleeting epiphany that burns forever deep in the soul. Every gesture of yours, a silent call to my weirdness, a song In an ancient cathedral of the heart, where the deepest desires find their voice. We found ourselves among the wandering stars, and every laugh, every lost dream Was a note of this secret symphony of love, a canvas of hemispheres of strange colors. The nights spent under the shining firmament, where the stars watch silently, Our dreams intertwine like ivy on the walls of forgotten ruins. In your eyes, I see parallel universes, where weirdness rules the sacred law, Each shard of a dream finding its place in the mosaic of our love. We cry and laugh, for we are beings of divine contradictions, Dancing on the edge of infinity, pulsating with strength and delicacy, Together, under the infinite embrace of light and shadows. In these magical moments, when our souls meet on ethereal fields, Carried by the wind of destiny, I feel that our shared weirdness Is the key that opens the gates to unknown and familiar realms, Where every imperfection becomes a pearl of light, every fear a falling star, And in this mutual weirdness, we find what endless searches did not reveal. Each moment together, a fairy tale chapter written in the stars, Each breath a magical incantation, each touch an unseen vow. In the flow of my consciousness, I meet you at every crossroads, We find each other in unseen realms, in hemispheres forgotten by time. And again and again, this simple yet infinitely profound truth is revealed to me: We are weird, but in this weirdness, we find sense, balance, and magic. We will lose and find ourselves again in our endless quest, But in the end, it is our weirdness that gives meaning to the journey, In a mystical waltz of melancholy and secret desires, Where our souls find their place in the eternity of true love.