Aches of all forms

What can I do?

Take on some unseen foe?

Nothing I do to you

Will ever compare to my pain.

Loveless, I stand alone.

“Quit talking and listen to me.

I know the answer to everything.”

Sure you do. Your strings

Are so easily pulled that

I think your name is Pinocchio.

You know nothing and

Are not at all rational.

“What?! I am rational.

At least I don’t over analyze

Every move that others make.

A smile is a smile; nothing more,

Nothing less. It doesn’t mean

A wedding and a two-car garage.

“See, here is where you are wrong.

Little things like that are how you

Can tell if it is true love.

Does he smile when thinking of you?

Can he tell you the color of your eye?

If not, its not there.”

Whatever. I cant get anywhere with

You talking like that. My i-q level just

Went down. This is why we shouldn’t

Ever consult on what to do about love.