the study of our dissolution VI

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we are pretending everything is alright

but I see it in your smile,

you feel it in my touch. the emptiness.

I know you can tell what's going on.

but do we say anything?


we are "madly in love"

just like the world,

but maybe it will all turn out for the better. maybe,

like the rest of the world, we will die happy.

May I will love you again one day.

most likely not...

but until something changes,

we say "I love you",

in the false hopes that

we will get a happy ever after

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