Mundane

I fell in love too easily:

I fell for the stars.
I fell for the sky.
I fell for brown eyes.


I want the boring things:

To wear pajamas all day.
To build a pillow fort.
To wake up in someone's arms.


I like the mundane:

The feel of rain.
The taste of honey.
The smell of lilies.  



But really

I fell for all the right things.
Nothing is truly boring.
And "mundane" is just another word
for "under appreciated".