Impasse


He said
I miss the way love used to feel, you know, how it really felt
Without all the jealous possessive shit and unnecessary politics
Way before labels and expectations
Before it was about what it should be instead of what it is

She said
I miss those days too, before empty promises and false positives
But I say the ugly truths beats the false realities
And all that stuff were infatuations but these are real emotions
And we’ve invested way too much to be stuck in delusions

What’s it gonna be?

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