Love doesn't have a barcode

Love doesn't have a barcode
From series Cataclysmic Consumerism

Do I fit in your rhytm
Do I fit in your style
Do I feed your desires
Or I'm not worth the price?

Do I reflect your vision
Am I just what you like
Do I stick up to your lies
Or I'm not worth the price?

Look me in my eyes
Are they worth the price?
Heartrests made of ice
Are they worth the price?
Because all I ever wanted
Was a bit of real warmth blooming inside
But it's not worth the price
Love doesn't have a barcode on side
I can feel the pressure rise
Going deeper in disguise
I am never worth the price
I am never worth your price

Re vampt pyro tecnocratic un dipped dip lomatic

metra gnome gaurd eons fate

stauesque choir

falls silent.

the pied piper

pi us blessed

frozen water falls

no bank

to pay the bill

soot stained

frozen waters.

locopotion

in your motion

on the tracks

poof

you've been whole e ghosted.

gone for now

gone for good

when the tree fell

you blamed the ax



and carved another handle.



(not aimed at you. Your words "sparked" these words) I don't even know the true meaning.

a reply to: Gouldielockstitch

That's amazing, thank you!

a reply to: Agleaya

Welks.

a reply to: Agleaya

Very insightful in a roundabout way because love is not unconditional and there are always expectations on both sides.

This fact many do not know or want to know going into a relationship.

tribecatherapy.com...

a reply to: quintessentone

Oh, true love is unconditional, I know that...

originally posted by: Agleaya
a reply to: quintessentone

Oh, true love is unconditional, I know that...

Well kudos to you if you found a true love without conditions but it still seems psychology elements are required for true love to bloom and to remain.

www.psychalive.org...#:~:text=With%20science%20now%20showing%20that,love%20to%20bloom%20or%20fade.

What I am saying is that true love or a healthy relationship does not just happen.

Oh I'm sorry Ageaya, I thought I was responding to a subject matter thread, I just noticed this is your short story. My bad.