To be alone in a couple is emotional suicide
The conceptual irregularity of dual singularity seems strange to me
In a way that material tangibilities
have more weight then theoretical possibilities
The technical definition of love
created in what might be the image of a lost art.
falling from glory shattered like a broken heart.
To recognize your own hand in your demise
by allowing your heart to over shadow your mind .
The deal has been signed on the dotted line.
The loosely used term love fit like a glove
at the time
But now it is cause for intolerable decline .
To tolerate yourself living life in rewind
is to now fast forward 3 years of hibernation and killing the blinds.
Time spent ignoring the boredom, the thoughts of "what the fucks?!", and the please shut ups.
Somewhere along the way
happiness was a concept deemed hopelessly and eternally lost,
bypassed and kicked under a bridge.
Smiles turn down like a temp in the fridge
To live through such an implausible possibility
is truly as complicated as it appears to be
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