You have buying power, but it's not always the same
You compete every day whether you know it or not
Your existence is a fiduciary game
You buy into relationships
You expend yourself
You make some feeble attempt at a savings account
But life usually calls upon you to exhaust your reserves
You are a series of charts and estimations and graphs
You are initial hope and the messy aftermath
He fell in love with you when your value was high
But what goes around comes around
And value is always depreciated by forces
Beyond your control
One day he'll wake knowing
He can't get as much from you anymore.
Because no one waits in grocery lines with the forsaken
Systems regulate themselves
Until they don't.
Love is a gamble
The stakes are high
There's not a corner of this Earth
On which it's not found
And yes, my friends
It does know bounds.
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