tender heart

closure tastes sweet

one decade of adrenaline,
my two eyes stuck on you.
more release of dopamine,
with your smile as residue.

thrice i love you was said,
four times it turned into smoke.
love learned in a person i met,
pupils dilated and then soaked.

endings are not always happy,
but at least they fucking end.
this closure is appeasing nobody,
but over time even bridges bend.