warzoneA Poem by hypochondrita.guess it isn’t fair, expecting you to care just as much as i do... that’d be a lot of love due. i’ve always liked “loving” better anyway “being loved” is harder to portray i can’t take such pressure the need to pleasure or else… they say love is unconditional but i’m no fool conditions are there, they’re quite cruel watch it. any minute now... the passion can cease “the one” can leave and you’re left wondering what was the last straw, the hidden cause they might not even know it was just time to go there’s nothing you can do when a love defects you. © 2021 hypochondritaReviews
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