...sustain me with apples... (cliches)

Darkness of ignorance.
Blinded even more by a lack of courage.
Stumbling into people and situations.
By sheer luck of chronic stumbling,
into them,
found my calling, my space, a couple of friends,
and you,
"my half."

Discover with sudden awe
The real meaning behind cliches..
Stupid love songs, cheesy movies, even fairytales...
"True love," "i recognized you," as if "we've known each other..."
After years apart and hours together
to put painstakingly unearthed conclusion
into careful words
and realize their commonality.
"I always feel my soul's with you..."

Banal, inflationary, and pompous words,
are they the shortcuts
of many lucky lives
of those who felt exactly this?
Have we lost our originality
Together with "our hearts?"
Exchanged specialness
for the sense of constant falling?
(what a bargain!)

Have we become cliche,
"My chosen one,"
by joining the ranks of those
blessed by love?