They tell you so much about life,
what it means,
how to enjoy it.
A menu of forbidden fruits,
with no prices.
Eat, drink, let down your hair.
Nothing matters but satiating the lust that can never be appeased.
Yes, call it casual if it makes you feel better.
Your heart is still going to break,
your denial won't stop a single splinter.
They tell you hearts heal themselves.
They don't tell you that the pieces you give away will never find their way home again,
that the remnants of all you once were must go to pay the bill that you can never settle.
