there comes a time
when you realize
that all that you fought for
(or fought against)
is for naught
that what
you want in life
together
isn't even what you dreamed
in separation
and with
that realization
comes, naturally,
the urge to go away
far away
because
even if
he never understood you
even if
you never spoke
the same language
even if
he never cared
there was still
this
feeling
that he was on your side
no more
no way
not a thing
can be said
the fundamental
perfection
beats
the free thinking
mess
every. single. time.
(leave soon
before
what's left of your spirit
gets ironed out
with the rest
of your inconsequential
irregularities)
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