Not Much Luck

Another week gone by, wonder if he will make a call text or time, probably not, cuz all he does is break my heart, I'm sure it's my bad, think it's rather sad, who knew love would hurt this much, should've known better I ain't got that kind of luck, no one chooses me, miss how it used to be, just magic in ur company, could've lived this life triumphantly, unfortunately I gotta continue riding solo, and he will have to karmically deal with hiding his fomo, since he can't get out of his own way, I really hate the dating game being gay!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

4/14/25