Mismatched.

by Somethinger

I fall for words. Eventually the person who says them turns out to have meant them differently, or not at all. But for the while he did, I completely, irreversibly fall in love with those words. Of how I see him writing them. The meaning I want them to have. Some day, there will be a person whose words and meaning and voice will all match- and till that day, I will fall for the scanty chance that they will.

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