Love Is A Dead End 04/21/21

I thought it was about finding someone,
Who was like me.
I thought it was about being with someone,
Who can love me.

What it actually is,
A game you play with person after person.
What it feels like,
A forever journey of talk after talk.

I thought I’d found her,
But I don’t know right now.
I thought she’s perfect,
But I must not know anymore.

We share so many common interests,
Yet I feel lost.
We share so many conversations,
Yet I feel worthless.

One thing divides us,
It is but a number.
One thing that shouldn’t matter,
It is but a simplicity.

She is perfect to me,
I would love her no matter.
She is amazing to me,
I respect everything about her.

Love is pain,
To heartbreak.
Love is a road,
To a dead-end.