There is love.
There is hate.
There is wrong.
There is right.
Then there is life.
  
-- Fact

See you with her, made me realize that I'm not your special girl anymore.
See you hold hands with her made me think that it was my hand you're holding before.
That hug of yours that once to be my home,
that laugh that once we shared together
and,
you that once to be mine.
See you happy with her...
that way I can convince myself that I'm no longer the love of your life anymore.
I'm no longer the reason behind your fast heart beating
and
that way I can convince myself to accept the fact that I could never be in that place that I used to be.
I'm now letting you go.
Believe me, I love you.
But I guess,
she can love you more.

You've likely pondered
The reason you're here,
The reason behind
Anything at all.

It's commonly wondered,
You needn't fear!
You're trying to find
Your own life's catchall.

Well, I can tell you,
But are you quite sure
You want the surprise
Revealed and unfurled?

You've already come
This far, I suppose.
Hopefully, you'll be
The next one who knows!

The purpose of life
Is continuance
Of what gives purpose,
Our own existence

Depends upon you
Keeping life going,
Helping our own race
Continue growing.

Now, that's merely one
Interpretation
Of our life's meaning,
Yet our damnation

Lies in our people
Still populating
This overcrowded,
Ever-increasing

Race of all humans,
Raised to reproduce,
But what's our limit
Before we're reduced

To being unable
To help ourselves
When we're overwhelmed
By how deep we delved

In this instinctual
Desire to expand
The booming birthing
Of our race, so "grand"?

Too much of something
Good is quite simply
What needs avoiding,
Lest the impending penalty...

By Arcassin Burnham

My desire,
Is hellish fire,
A Fresh teenage body such as myself,
Am I a liar or deceiver,
Would you believe her,
In sickness and health,
My thoughts and frames are calibrated,
See through the windows of her soul
I didn't have to love it,
Was frustrated,
But I reframe from that
And just let everyone and everything go,
To get one more night of love making and
Kissing soft throats,
I would love her with all my heart,
But most of it is decayed,
But sometimes for romance , you go
For what you know,
Touch of her hair,
Smiles that glare brightly,
When she needs her superman,
Instead I'll be there knightly.
Get it.