everyone's idea of love
are
cookie-cutter guidelines
with
no room for change.
i see an esoteric scene,
i'm delirious.
same, same, same.
i can't love
you
the way i want
to.
turn deaf ears
to
the generic voice
of
love.
laugh, cry, live.
it's more endearing that way.

 
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