the irony of losing (to love)


a feeling of asphyxiation grows within you.
sweat dropping, eyes shifting, palms clasping
        uncertainty.
as IT draws nearer and nearer
to you. to stay with you. to own you.
        panic!
and you struggle to escape IT.
threaten IT? bribe IT away? run away from IT?
      helplessness.
until you realize you are no match against IT. (you never were)
and you succumb to it. you accept it. you own it as your own.
      defeat.
and yet...
and yet in the end, what's gained is
      happiness.

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