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See, the problem is..

We are not one species.

We are two species –
men and women.

We may look and
sound like each other.
but we are nothing
like each other.

Not even close.

But this is the fucking thing:
we fall in love.
Or what we both call love.

With two entirely
different meanings
beyond the realms
of language.

Love is the elephant in the room.

And we are
like two blind people,
groping at it, trying to
figure out what the
fuck it could be.

All our fucking lives.



Every day we
waste in anger
is a day wasted, my love.

Everyday we waste
in quarreling
is a day thrown away.

We already met
so late in life.
So many summers un-shared for us.
So many full moon nights gone.

Let’s ┬ánot waste a minute.

I love you.
Which part of that
don’t you get?

I adore you.
Which part of it
don’t you understand?

There is no concert
In my heart.

You play second
fiddle to none.

There is only
one music,
that of my breath
mingling with
your breath
and becoming

Come listen to it
and kiss me.