It takes over our brains and sings sweet innocent songs of faith and belief and wonder.
It paints pictures of soft dawns and warm nights
and intimate moments.
It likes a good joke.
Love likes to tease us and torment us and build false hopes and then giggles at our idiocy.
Love lies bleeding in my hand.
I pity the fool that falls in love.
Like a dog chasing its tail, like the snake that
devours itself, like a bad dream - it all slowly slips into nothing.
Love was one prolonged goodbye.
A teasing illusion, a sweet mirage.
An empty promise.
But it is so sweet when you can believe that it might be real this time.
Some day we'll learn.
Some day we will laugh.
But we will laugh alone.
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Love is retarded.
It takes over our brains and sings sweet innocent songs of faith and belief and wonder.
It paints pictures of soft dawns and warm nights
and intimate moments.
It likes a good joke.
Love likes to tease us and torment us and build false hopes and then giggles at our idiocy.
Love lies bleeding in my hand.
I pity the fool that falls in love.
Like a dog chasing its tail, like the snake that
devours itself, like a bad dream - it all slowly slips into nothing.
Love was one prolonged goodbye.
A teasing illusion, a sweet mirage.
An empty promise.
But it is so sweet when you can believe that it might be real this time.
Some day we'll learn.
Some day we will laugh.
But we will laugh alone.
And
...
...
lonely.