Man V.

a riddlish non-conclusive love poem (last part)

V. never-ending toughness

First date, I brought my poems with me,
“I’m good at understanding literature,”
you showed me all your moves next day. 

Both impressed, your “that one poem
in English, try writing in this language,”
My “hide intensity”, kept us united.

Half of our ego, half of our essence,
Beat up on us to turn the page together, 
Or quit fighting it back for years ever since.



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