it has been hard for taeyong to describe love, 

or to even draw it out in his imagination.

to speak so highly of love,

to praise as if its the world's saviour, 

to long for it as if its your lost lover,

is a tall order for a twenty-year-old,

who has never been in love,

a slightest bit.

on the other hand, 

jaehyun has been sitting,

waiting on that someone,

someone that everyone says,

would steal your heartbeat away,

at first glance,

make you lose your breath,

when your eyes meet, 

and the cliche,

self-imagination fireworks,

will appear in the back of your mind, 

when you kiss.

the thing is, 

jaehyun has never been in love,

but jaehyun has only been in love,

with the idea of loving someone.