Turning This Sticky, Dog-Eared, Scribbled on Page

You say

You want to know why;

I provide a list of reasons.

You say

Weak bullshit.

You say

I will never know love.

But I guess I forgot to tell you

I can’t be bought.

There is strength

In knowing when to say

The End.

Love is never wasted,

But sometimes it is

Lopsided

Painful

Beautiful

Devastating

Confusing.

Sometimes

You set it free

And it returns;

Sometimes

It should retire

Somewhere warm

Like Florida.

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