We stand on either side of the same ideal.
Me with my heart on my sleeve and her with his in her hand bag.
We both understand the importance of love but appear to view it differently.
Perhaps if we could merge the two and split it evenly we would both be happy, untarnished and ready for the world.
Dissatisfaction infects both of our souls.
Mine because I am not loved enough and hers because she is loved too much.
So we spend time in conversation searching for ways to heal ourselves.
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