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Do not look for true love from him
Do not expect unnecessary gifts
Red roses because the day is beautiful
sweet, loving, little notes to remind you
remind you of his love for you
True love is a burden for him
it would hinder his success
like a heavy sack of potatoes
he would not tolerate it
Simple, unadorned companionship
that is perfect, the thing to elevate him
to elevate him in potential successes
success in work, in society, in monetary gain
Unfortunately, for any semblance of a Cinderella-wanna-be
the price of realizing this is tremendous
incalculable and emotionally devastating
No medicine can take the pain away
Prozac, Zoloft, Wellbutrin, Lexapro and even Seroquel
are all useless against the strength of such a belief
Xanax, Ativan, Valium and Clonazepam could numb her being
so that, in such a way, she could continue
for awhile, for what a multitude would think was until
she arrived at "reality"
However, since a child, such a female creature had been taught
inadvertently, through fairy tales
that love was everything, true love that is
It was everything!
Once she could no longer deny the fallacy
in the path she had sought
she drove
No one could understand
why such an outwardly successful woman
went like that
No one understood
because they had long ago
comprehended the fallacy
The fallacy
in sustainable true love
for the absolute majority
Its rarity is equivalent
to sainthood. |
