the voices in my head never stop talking
the images never leave
sometimes I feel like a dead body walking
sometimes I feel I need to scream

what is this I feel?
the empty void filling my soul
clutching my heart
pulling it out
the weight in my chest
pulling me down

I said. what is this I feel?
the sadness and anxious
twisting my mind
playing tricks
playing with fire
the images in my head what i desire

love.
your excuse is the rainy day so we can not see eachother
but there was a couple who would dance in the rain
catch raindrops and jump in puddles
love is everywhere.
but romance is dead.

your excuse is that I live too far
yet there was a man who biked across the continent just to see his love
and even then he did not show any tiredness
as she filled his heart whole

romance is dead
the bare minimum is asking too much

I'm not asking for thousands of flowers
when I would rather a single flower you picked yourself off the ground

I'm not asking for anything
but I expect romance.

oh but how foolish I can be
when there is nobody for me
yes love is around and free
but romance is dead.

just like me

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