I am Boring. I want someone who is boring too.

I am boring,
I like to visit the same places often enough to know them
I want to build ties with walls, books and stray cats
I want to read the same book until its pages are worn out
I want to love the same person over and over again even after they have left
I want to listen to the same old songs until the song and I are one
I want the streets to know my footsteps
And from their speed, know if I am joyful or heartbroken
I want the city streets to be able to console me
And that is why I am boring.

I am boring,
Because nothing new has soul
And everything old does
I am boring
Because I do not get tired of people
Nor do I ever blame a book for getting old

I love to love deeply
And in order to do that
I need to press repeat
On the faces
The places
Sounds
Tastes
Until Love itself replays itself for me
Like an old friend with a remedy
Ready for me
Ready for me
I just want to know things well so they are ready for me

I am boring
And I want someone who is boring too.

— Imane Ait Bensalem