This too shall evanesce...
Your exaggerated forevers,
And my belittled I love yous.
Your thirteen platinum nose rings,
And my only handloom turtle neck cardigan.
The filthy promises you made,
And my assertion of never breaking them.
Your running time,
And my paused epoch with you.
Your gaudy planned suppers,
My mundane cravings on a Saturday night.
You being YOU by all means,
And ME searching for my copyrights.
The loathsomeness of our ugly love,
And the concoction of our good old times.
This too shall evanesce...
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