Some say that if you are unhappy alone,
Then no person you admire, shall cupid condone.
A pity it is, the legitimacy of this thought,
I live to prove it, and said legitimacy I've fought.
My strategy flawed, my tactics do fail.
The closest I've come has produced a short, sad tale.
Many a heart has been broken, I do share all the fault.
The fight I fight is not a well planned assault.
There have been and will be casualties I'm afraid,
Many a heart, however innocent, on cold ground will lay slayed.
For it is simply impossible, to be happy while living alone.
Perhaps this impass in logic will dissolve once I've grown.