DMV

It depends on you. It is the ultimate absurdity but I love you. Infinite, Sad Smile.

But I can’t promise that there won’t be more ”tantrums”. Infinite Love.

You keep me outside. Infinite sorrow.

Can you give me a hint, at least, as to why it’s so difficult to offer me some real reassurance? Something that it wouldn’t expose you. I need to put an end to this painful cycle.

Give me something, anything that proves you are The Alchemist.

The ‘never’ is for intruders and surrogates. Infinite Love for The Alchemist. Who are you?

If you don’t know the answer you can call/ text me. Infinite Smile.