Our Duologue

I love you…
No you don't
I don't?
Yes you don't, see you just said it.
No, yes I do
You can't though, No one is allowed to love me, because there never has been anyone that has truly done so
No, yes I do
I have been alone my whole life, so love is a word that I not know of.
No, yes I do
Look, you will not love me. Watch I will prove it by what I know love is, and I will distribute it to you.
Yes, but I act upon my love.
I know this, even though we argue, fuss, and fight, I see it.
You see, but don't accept it for what it is.
…
You can't tell me what I feel, even if it is in reference to you.
I know, I know but it's impossible to love me, in my eyes….
(In my eyes you're perfect with every flaw you retain)..
Never mind that check this out I don't even see me, you get it.
No, yes you do.
Ha, there is no me, I know it.
If you are aware there is no you, then how do you know me.
I just know, alright
Yes, you do
I know
Yes, you are aware of your knowledge but you have no acceptance in increasing what can be flourished most preciously
The darkness of your mind, is hardening your heart..
Elongating your blessings beyond the gift of life you breathe.
I was there once, feeling the exact same way
But, you helped me escape out that hole of nothingness
With help I freed myself, it couldn't be done alone
I now search for you, yet you are still there.
Why do you choose to stay there
There are now two sides
Mine & Yours
My smile, is your frown
My joy, is your sorrow
My success, is your failure
No, that's wrong
…
Your frown while I smile, is my sorrow when I want it as your joy, which puts me in the midst of failure because there is no belief of success that you seek.
See the connection?
Have you ever loved so much that it hurts and there is a lingering pain because that other isn't right.
Have you ever tried to leave it, but can't?
For every time you try, you end up back where you were from the start?
I know you have, I have too, and you know that as well.
YOU SEE, you are a warrior, the most profound I have seen, it's amazing to observe you as you trail your way through life.
You fight, with all that is within you, never showing that you have the will to give up.
But, what do you fight for? Your battles are intensified by a love that you never had.
LOOK, we have that in common, only because of my gender I can show it through vulnerability and dependence, to the eyes outside.
You hide through shackles (as so did I)
You crutch onto what you know is wrong (as so did I)
Same situations, different settings
That's all
Why do you think we click so well
How is it that you felt my pain accordingly, you felt it from the beginning but you chose to react when it became unbearable for you.
Honestly I accept my fate, you choose to avoid it, even though you are right, you do know
It's spiritual torture for me to have to withdraw only because of your fear.
My God, you hide it so well, even processing this onto paper, I still retract and hesitate to jot down ----- no proclaim what I believe is the truth.
Reflecting on expressed thoughts shared, I extract your denial to what has become of my acceptance.
Such as
My will to live not for myself but for others
My act of not knowing my purpose in life
My lack of self-confidence, and self-identity; feasting off of those whom I care nothing about both concrete and abstract (remember that)
I never thought that I would care about an outcast similar to myself, more than myself.
The thought of you alone makes my heart match the beat of yours when you are in the vicinity of my presence
The melody of your blood pumping to make each beat forces the same cells in my body to either slow down or contest the flow of your mind transactions
You believe no one understands, comprehends, feels "you"
But I do
No, yes I really do
Just as you can acknowledge or sense me.
I am conscious of you everyday.
A common sensation follows you, and wears you down daily.
I am aware, more than aware.
However, I am not there to experience it as you go through, but I feel the torment, grief, and throbbing agony that you have hidden since your adoption of adulthood while still an adolescent.
It is believed, for it is truth
The numerous revealings of my desire for the infatuation to intertwine with the inferno of you, ceases to triumph as our maturity proceeds.
The melodrama of disregard, illustrates irritation of frustration, for that confusion and misapprehension causes dissension and alienation.
Agree to disagree
Dismay of light
Abandonment, neglect, regret
You know, you are right. Loving you is impossible because you don't love yourself.
You don't care about you, so why should someone else, why should I?
But I do, difficult not to.
There is a reason for this too, a reason for why you can't rid of me, and why I can't rid of you
Our souls hold onto what we refuse to grasp.
And we will never be able to acquire what is meant to be
Yes
No, yes
No, yes I do
I do
Yes I do really love you.
Will not never do.
But you don't want to.
I accept that, and will let it be, forever true.