Did i ever
tell you that
someone is
searching for
everything you've
given to someone
who didn't
appreciate it.
Now i know
the lucky
one that would
have the fruit
must first
climb the tree.
Before i explain,
how much do
you know already.
If love is a
bowl of cherries,
what am i
doing in the pits,
and why am
i still alone.
Clueless is
this old man,
do i really
understand the
algorithms of love.
It baffles me
and i can't
comprehend it.
It's really
confounding,
very intriguing
and intricate,
too profound to
absorb and
assimilate.
What i feel is real,
but none seem
to understand me yet.
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