Nobody gets a free ride, my son,

Every endeavour comes at a cost.

Love is a two-way deal.

Embracing the fault-lines,

As much as the picturesque.


Each relationship, a compromise,

Between two unique minds

and personalities…

the joining becomes a third,

disparate but not desperate.


And each parting

Is a passing…

To be mourned.

It is the loss of an innocent…

The sum of the two.


Dale. Sad.

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