My Love

My Love is like a series,

He intrigues at first glance, draws you in and keeps you guessing.

My Love is like a series,

As you watch him, so does the world,

Sometimes he is true, sometimes he is but what you desire him to be,

But rarely is he what he wishes to be for fear of losing an audience.

My Love is like a series,

He has a following as much as those who hate on him.

My Love is like a series,

As you begin season one, someone has had five seasons of him, and some are enjoying re-runs.

Close-Up Photo Of Man Kissing Woman
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My Love is like a series,

He is what you perceive him to be depending on the time, day, place and mood you’re in.

Sometimes with a glass of wine, he’s mellow.

Sometimes with popcorn, he keeps you so glued that you forget your friends’ warnings.

Sometimes as you do the dishes, you yell ‘liar! he ain’t good for you,’ because you know the script so well and those spoilers online already told you he’s cheating.

My Love is like a series,

Just like any other production, you can choose to forget about him, to walk away, love yourself and in so doing- find that you were the Producer all along.

 

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