Romance
What a weird subject and what a weird genre.
I know that I'm painful but, romance just hurts,
It drives you so far and so crazy just for another,
And I know, I know, I'm not the first.
To point out it's inconsistencies, the fact it pops up randomly
And even more importantly, your rarely rewarded handsomely

Romance brings a multitude of problems.
One's more than the zeros behind a billion dollars.
Just hear me out, my younger & older, sisters & brothers,
I'm already a victim of this system which unwantedly blossoms
It leads you to the wrong clue & drives away from what's true,
But "what can we do?" but play the game of romance too.

Romance, is just so confusing, and so deluding
It blinds eyes said to see 360° for all of our lives,
People say "I could never die, for what I know a lie!"
But romance finds those words nothing short of amusing,
For who can say they've never died inside, then gone & felt fine
When refused by the one they thought of as "mine"

To my greatest enemy and dearest friend, Romance.
If I could meet you in person at least physically,
I'd slap your face a thousand times then clasp your hands.
I guess that's not something people do typically,
But i'm grateful for the dreams, of us dancing on golden sands.
This is the last of my commands to my greatest friend romance
Continue the play and fix the stage you let my love dance.
Once again, too, romance.
© Luciano