They say every person needs a partner
Every life needs another;
To seek, embrace, complete it.
But I don’t buy into that gypsy philosophy,
Practiced by fools and wayward spirits.
Heart’s weren’t made in a lock-and-key fashion,
Never have I noticed my heart missing
A second half, atrium and ventricle absent.
Love has never soothed my soul’s worries,
Nor has it fixed anything troubling going on.
It’s only brought more worries, more trouble
And more anguish and foolishness.
Synchronicity is overrated because love,
Love makes no sense…
But maybe it doesn’t have to.