You Don't Love An Idea

Once in your life you found someone,
you wished to keep all the sensations,
you eternalised the infatuations,
even carved your names too on a tree.
Don't you see those were just ideas?

After all you can't love some ideas,
moreover touch those convictions,
or somehow miss the conceptions.
Since those ideas do not adore.
They cannot miss you or kiss you.
They do not mind and care for you.

But we remember the person,
and not plainly the perception.
We care to hold somebody's hands,
rather than just one's common sense.
We like to touch a person's skin,
instead of simply one's teachings.

And love is not about ideas.
Not likenesses, nor differences.
It must pertain to what is real.
It's someone's being you can feel,
a human face that speaks for real.

You might forget the gifts you earned,
but don't neglect a person's yearn.
Your friends are not just ideas,
but flesh and blood you love for real.