The Oxymorons

 

We both knew we were not built to last..

and yet here we are...

Chugging up this mountain steep ...

Forever trudging into a stiff breeze...

A frickin relationship cliche are we..

In desperate need

of perpetual therapy..

but then again..

after a thorough and complete

couple examination

the shrink would conclude conclusively
that you and I

were never meant to be..

Though I would beg to disagree..

Our mutual dissolution

while probably advisable

and rationally inevitable

would definitely wreck me...

Cause you see

in scientific terms

we are the perfect anomaly..

The storm which brings serenity..

A cacophony symphony..

A joyous solution..

Greater than the sum

of our disjointed parts