Over(it)all

I’m over it all. 

Rhetorical ‘how are yous’. 

Political and weightless I love yous. 

Acts of kindness reliant on cues. 

The hopeless romantic waiting to be wooed, expectations unrealistic;

for every detail to be mutualistic; 50 50. 

For their desire of constant close proximity 

to be met with reciprocity. 

                                                     Love is a plexus. 

Lexus instead of nexus (according to me)

driving many to damn near insanity. 

Our understanding lacking homogeneity;

difference in love language or a bond characterized by tenuity? 

A bait?

A pure feeling? a state?

with a meaning often tainted?

Or a capitalist fueled hoax

the higher ups and society have created?