Hopeless Romantic Poem by Gabriel Owino Jr.

We told stories of our broken past
Early before we fell in love
The way our tears fell for the same pain
The way our wails had rhymed
And made the nights right

For She was a mess, as i was shattered
From time to time, we sighed
Marvelled at the yet nostalgic thoughts
Of the times we used to laugh
Cheap laughs
Of the times we used to dream
Dry dreams
How love was yet prone, yet unfamiliar still

Look at us now
We only creep in their futile dreams
As the wants so, but won't have
Is this what we were made to be
Bitter pills to their foreseen maladies?