Missing

So love - at least I call it that - does strange things with me.
It disillusions me, while providing me with the most fantastic illusions.
It has turned me into a hopeless romantic, much too realistic to be romantic at all.
It takes me away from wanting that one person, forsaking all others
because I have lost the place of only one.
There is no "only one" except that only ONE, who is in all others.

Love lets me lose myself
in one and other
one another
Have you seen Earth with Satellite eyes?
Have you seen any borders there made by man?
Perspective...