One fight stretches into fourteen days, Three rounds of this—still no resolve. Mistakes multiply, only division remains— What kind of love is this?
“Hey—why?” Just crossed wires, Even honeyed beer turns to vinegar. Missed my cue—now this gift expired in my hands.
Don’t pull the plug—not yet— So I swallow today’s words too. Why weaponize my heart? I bleed the same.
You glare daggers— “Third time’s the charm?” Feels like kindergarten warfare— Counting scars… what does that make me?
*1, 2, 3, 4, 5*—all sorrow, 99.9% chance we crash. The countdown accelerates… *24/7*—this wasn’t the plan.
That spark should’ve died instantly— But your sighs are gasoline. Now I’m incinerated remains blowing through our ruins.
One fight—fourteen nights, Three strikes—no home runs. Mistakes compound interest, What even was our love?
(Fades into static… then a dial tone)