TORTURE.
nut

and blowing out cigarette smoke seems like nothing
compared to the gaping hole
compared to the empty promises and
the misuse of the words forever, love, you and i.
it doesnt seem much like a chore though
battling you from happy thoughts is one
merciless unforgiving affair.
unattainable happiness dangles near
when the adamant judge ruled it through,
so simply, like we really are not,
and lost are the things we hardly fought for.

we is another ambiguous word now,
and love is taking this the wrong way.