Back and forth, constantly it goes
An everlasting current of ebb and flows
Divided at every juncture by jealousy and grudge
Arguments backing it, crushing it, galore
An agony unending, shapeless and mellow
Mistakes one makes, paths one should never take.
So stupid
So naïve
Every
Single
time
It glows and glows and glows.
The horror, the HORROR
LOVE, love.
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