hands intertwined on the street
and feet in perfect sync.
locked in their own
bubbles of love.
unaware of the world
rotting underneath their feet.
heads so far up their *****
that they can't see, as time passes
their bones are appearing
under stretched skin.
because love makes you sick
and nothing lasts.
so when they are left
their hearts burst forth
from empty chests.
Death.
but I know all this,
so I'll tell you once

*Turn a blind eye to lovers
because in this lifetime
there isn't happily ever after.