Love is a fickle thing,

Thirteen years, damn,

He was going to propose,

But life works in mysterious ways,

I told her,

He wants to propose to you,

She said there was no way I'm going to marry him,

I told him,

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If I was you I would have stabbed her by now,

He laughed,

I don't know,

Love is a fickle thing,

But there's something,

Something that makes you stick around for thirteen years,

Maybe its pointless to leave at that point,

Love is a fickle thing,

But its also the glue that holds this whole fucking thing together,

Its also the thing that makes you dare utter the word forever,

So I don’t know, if he left her,

What would that say,

Why make me go through this whole play,

Maybe its just a fight,

Something that will pass with the night,

My father is always trying to say something,

I don’t know,

Maybe it’s a reflection of me,

What would it encapsulate,

From the day he met her,

Throughout the flower unfurling,

Till this day,

Would it be right if he left her?

Whatever,

Love is a fickle thing,

I wish we were braver,

Willing to look forward,

To forever.