Idea pops up like old buddies, sneaks in like lovers. No, you will never be married to one. That would bring you ages of bad luck. You want to marry the person, not the idea of him or her. Anyways, idea to me is like a cheater. It refuses to stay in what-i-thought-is sexy head. It wanders, greets other people and flirts with them. And right before that other people find comfort in snuggling even deeper, idea will sneak out in a smirk. Sly, wicked, lustruous idea, you are worth the wait!