Of Great Industry as A Lover and A Hypocrite
Though some things are not meant to be, and exceptional moments fail our darkest desires, there was a place for you and I.
May it be in the crevasses of our agonising turmoil, or emotional highs that kept our hearts skipping a beat; between waking hours and deep slumber, we had a world only we created.
It lived between letters on digital windows, indelible but bound to slowly melt with each passing second. That was where you and I thrived.
While goodbye seemed to be unending for both of us, hello recurred as a confinement as well, because this was all we could ever do.
Yet, in this comforting confusion, we had each other.
Dazed, disillusioned, and before the celebrations disappear like everything else we embodied, Happy Valentine's Day.
Because this is exactly our day; a reminder when the playful Cupid first pierced our hearts with that bloody and infatuating sharp arrow.
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