You love through a soft veil, and the same heart asks you to see the person plainly, with no flattering light at all. Across the axis, Neptune dreams the love up while Venus takes the real unretouched body as it is. Idealize and the first ordinary detail breaks your heart. See it all bare and you grieve the air the veil used to give. So your love stories swing between the myth you build around someone and the morning that someone wakes up making no poetry whatsoever. Hold both versions tenderly. Some days are for dreaming them. Some are for seeing them wide awake and unposed. The dream of them and the bare them are the same person.