Crysanthemums

"Romance is fake and manipulative!" He proclaimed and distracted my mind from such foolishness

No dates, anniversaries, gifts of flowers
Just words

"Love is mere hormones and can easily be changed and wither" He whispered and snuck past my heart to my body

No exclamations or foolish words, no fretting allowed or hopes and dreams
Just masks and systems pretending to feel


But you

you brought me flowers
bright eyed, smile gleaming
emblazoned with love





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Written on 2013-11-27 at 13:58

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It certainly may be easier to approach love and life in a dry, analytical way, but what fun is that?

We need the drama, though it can make us miserable. We're suckers for it. What could be better than a gift of flowers?

Enjoyed this, as always.
2013-11-27