“He loves us…
Can’t you see it?
Him professing his every love for us
Without even trying to make us official
Because we’re already official,
Can’t you see it?
All the midnight trysts,
Hotel visits,
And subtle holidays,
The nicknames, fake names and
Fake appointments.
Why else would he try so much,
If we don’t mean so much to his enjoyment?
He called us his ever after,
Always after,
Everything else in his life
So that he can spend time with us.
If that’s not love,
Then what is?”
—
“It’s alright…
We’re alright.
I mean, we’re not happy
But we’re not sad,
We’re just ‘there’ dealing with issues,
Not so different from anyone else, right?
It’s not a big deal,
Not even a deal at all,
Just human with human emotions
And dark thoughts filling the ether
Other than which,
We are pretty standard
So no use talking about it
With someone else
Or even yourself in the mirror.
It’s alright…”
—
“So what?
She broke up with us,
So what?
She doesn’t deserve us,
If anything, she’s lost us.
Lost access to the magnificence that is us,
The sheer brilliance that we offer.
I mean, sure, we might not ‘love’ again
But what is love anyway?
What good did it do us?
Its a useless emotion.
A weak feeling professed by idiots
And we’re better off without it.
I mean, sure,
some Hearts might be broken along the way
But as long as we get our fun
What business is it to us?
We don’t need her.
We have us.
We are alright… right?”
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