If "lonely" is a dish best shared,
Then why is it with you I'm paired?
"Euphoria" leaves a dirty taste;
No longer how this love is based.
Now it's secrets, stalking cats.
Why must you wear so many hats?
And sunglasses, and newspapers -
And on your arm, the shes and hers.
So though we're bound (and manacled),
The bond that ties us has been pulled
And stretched, and stretched, about to break -
This life of ours is our mistake.
And so I free you, from this strife:
Release you from your bitter wife.
Rescind your hasty "Oh, I do",
And give up all the things you knew,
For loneliness is hard to bear,
When someone near should truly care.
Lone, but happy, I will be,
When you are strangely far from me.
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