I'm in a relationship with Life,
and together we intertwine fingers as she pulls me in closer and closer
away from the edge of the world.

I'm in a relationship with Life,
and together we push each other to our limits
and when one stops beating the heart of the other is enough to keep us going.

I'm in a relationship with Life,
but I'm flirting with that dame in black named Sorrow
and she keeps tugging at my arm and flashing me a smile that begs for attention.

I'm in a relationship with Life,
but I'm starting to feel my shackles as she no longer works with me but against me,
and the jealousy she has perpetuates whatever happiness we might have together.

I'm in a relationship with Life,
but I'm now cheating with the comfort of Sorrow,
and I often sit alone in my room with her black veil near me
as the flowers slowly die outside.

I'm in a relationship with Life,
but she rarely comes around anymore,
and so she causes me to look at Sorrow in her eyes,
and wonder, "Where is my Life, anyway?"

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I'm no longer in a relationship with life, for she has left me to **die.