No one fits the other

I wish I could change

Change myself

But I couldn’t do it

We can not, we could not …

And we cannot change each other

Either

We end up with people …

And people end up with us …

 

Into the relationship

We dive …

Poems, and skin, and midnight stars …

But we get bored soon

Then we analyse

We hint

Then we accuse …

Many things we remember

Many a thing we forget

We are constantly wanting to change them, and

Then we blame them for being who they are

When we want interaction they want to be left alone

And vice versa

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