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.