monotony

i fall in love with people..so contradictory to me..to black..and yes..to blue..
who love things, that i do not..
i may like..
but not love...

they love grey, like parties, hugging friends..
and they love to be quiet..
they do not like reading me..
and they do not give straight answers..
and i detest it all..
i love being read..
to be criticised.. to sit lonely..and stare..
at windows,skies,to speak out only when required.

and yes,they were nerdy..wearing out..
they were so unlike me..
and i guess thats what made me love them..
wanted me to be with them..
to get surprised, everytime i unexpectedly saw them..
and did a little transient jig in my heart..
to write about how i felt..happy..sad..stupid unkempt emotions

i guess thats how it is..