when love dies in your arms on the dance floor

we can spend a lifetime searching for the love of our lives.
dating ain’t easy ya’ll.
it requires a shit ton of energy tbh.
in this life,
we meet some males and think:

“YES!
THE ONE!
FINALLY!
I WON’T HAVE A HOUSE FULL OF CATS AND MEMORIES.

…and a majority of the time,
it turns out to be “the one who was sent from satan“.


i haven’t given up on finding someone,
but i’m taking a sabbatical.
if someone comes along,
i’ll entertain,
but i’m done searching.
the following story broke my heart today.
life can have a weird sense of humor.
it was about a gay male by the name of pierre,
who moved from paris to atlanta.
he met the love of his life and well…

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