Late Night Thoughts

Phenethylamine, Dopamine and Oxytocin

Key to life #41: don't dwell on the inevitable.

Talking to you the first time,

It was inevitable that I would fall for you,

With the such high amounts of phenethylamine, dopamine and oxytocin

Released throughout my entire body, within the first few exchanged messages.

I was so certain of you,

Too absorbed in fairytales I allowed myself to have about the future with you,

To realize that it was also inevitable that we were going to end.

And at one point I will completely

Fade away from your mind,

Transcending into pure oblivion

Until someone asks you about your first love.

You might think of me, for a fifth of a second,

then smile,

"Yeah, it took me a year to finally get her to be mine,"

They will then presume that you were crushed

when I broke your heart.

"Well you see, that's not the case,"

A grin will be pressed to your lips,

your ample, super fine lips,

aware that you managed to get the most independent,

strong-willed girl you know,

wrapped around your finger.

"I broke hers."

My love for you was foreordained from the start,

like an addict, acquiescently ascending down the wrong pathway,

and only God knows how much I want to relapse.

It's been three whole months

and there hasn't gone a day

I haven't thought of you.

The phenethylamine, dopamine and oxytocin

You've created inside of me won't seem to leave,

And neither will the thought of you.

God, I miss you.