Distraught by your love, you need to beware!

There’s more to this than candle-lit dinners,

Thoughtless bears, senseless stares, should I declare?

Love distorts like the fumes of paint thinner.

In a trance of fake romance, you miss the chance,

To see that love is screaming and dying,

For authentic attention, please enhance,

Your thoughts on this matter, stop defying!

Your superficial ways should be consoled;

Or you’ll miss out on love, you’ll be deprived!

For love is a being that feeds from the soul,

Feed it ill will and it will not survive.

It’s over! Your crass and shallow, thought you should know;

Deaf to your words, my ears off like Van Gogh.