The joys of loving someone shouldn’t be a battle. — An Inconvenient Attachment
The joys of loving someone shouldn’t be a battle.
Everyday compassion, character, power, strength,
that foresee every obstacle that lies ahead.
You were my light.
You were my stigma, my everyday thought.
Now you let me down.
You, my everyday cure for a vacant heart.
Worthless temptation,
mind-blowing thoughts—
I never knew it could exist!
Within oneself, carry this burden of heartbreak;
you question yourself
without an army.
“You are my shining armor!
My dusk to dawn!
My lust to thrust!
Envying every flaw.
Unexamined emotions beyond love—
nothing I see nor feel can replace you,
my irreplaceable knight.
I love you.”
Aura shines of
broken, shook, and destroyed.
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