When one falls for another, they rid themselves of all they’ve gained
                When the other departs from the one, the one is left with nothing
It’s a constant war you see
Like a painting on a canvas, one depicts the other's heart
“My, you’re oh so beautiful”

The other looks at the one, with a glare straight through the soul
“That doesn’t look like me”
The other’s never fooled
                Solitaire is unseemly, but love can be repulsive
                It is a quite common dispute for all those existing

The other’s lost absorption as the one becomes repugnant
And in these atrophies
Months are chains, not just years
So to elude this common terror, look for more than just desire
But find the great enchantment
Find the one that makes you strong
Find the one that makes you weak