Darts & Hearts

Lounging at my Local Bar 
When a Nü∿§tranger walks 
N - He sees my eyes, and 
So I cannot hide, for He 
B noticing Nü∿Enterprise 
& Cs through Nü∿disguise 

Buys Me a drink, because 
Recognizes that mirrored 
Gloss, like Love that is 
Lost - We play §üM∿Darts 
And that's just how this 
Mind∿§tand battle starts 

Never played, meaning my 
Stance B weak so looking 
Like a geek, but a quick 
Change now what B making 
Me Ünique - N round 2, I 
Set feet ready 2 compete 

§üMthing §trange happens 
2 our Time ∿ our game is 
Over before I know worth 
Of our interaction ∿ ΘDD 
Code exchanged, although 
Not sure ΣY∃ really know 

Just recognized ⌁sudden⌁ 
Change N demeanor, as if 
Frustration 4 the Winner 
'cause even though darts 
Just §üM∿Game 2 play, He 
Found his Lost Name N Me

Hearts | 3 July 2021

I feel as though I’m cursed
To fall deeply in love with those
I can never have.

Even crueler:
Once I have given my heart away,
I am never able to get it back.

The only way to ever love again
Is to create a new heart,
And let the other die alone.

My hearts never exist for me,
But I can never give them away.
I’m tired of losing my forever.

https://madmanphilosophy.home.blog/2023/07/12/hoping-heart%c2%a7/