I just got dumped...

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In this petty time,
I do walk the line
between love
and hate

My feelings are fickle,
and always seem to trickle
into the bucket
of incompatibility.

I can't figure why
I force myself to try,
when I know
I'll just get hurt.

Is it because I'm alone?
With no place to call home,
to live in,
to love in.

I subject to the pain
for amorous gain
and to know
that somebody cares.

But it goes the other way,
neatly, on the last day.
And I cry
alone.



Are you feelin' it? I'm feelin' it.
Kona

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Daedalan, in the year 244 AF.