Closure’s myth, a tale we’ve spun, In emotions’ labyrinth, it’s often shunned. Defective notions of love’s grand feat, A generation’s yearning, an elusive treat.

 

Peace, end, or fairytale’s embrace, Awoke by a fallacy, a love’s chase. Sarcasm devours, simplicity’s quest, Coffee, hikes, love’s ultimate test.

 

Rhyming reason, an explanation plea, From those we thought we’d never see. Love resists quantifying, hearts set free, No justification sets love’s decree.

 

Closure’s illusion, stories complete, From books and films, a fantasy’s seat. Wanting answers, we ponder and pine, But whys and what ifs remain entwined.

 

Reaching out, inviting more pain, Seeking solace in words in vain. Closure, a disguise, minds deceive, Yearning for a love we want to believe.

 

Time, the closest we come to embrace, Healing’s journey, emotions to trace. Relationships’ end, a bitter pill, Transformation born from heartache’s drill.

 

Bravery’s call, damaging no more, Vulnerability’s visions, hearts to restore. Seeking comfort, in activities we tread, Loved ones cherished, emotions widespread.

 

Afflictions carried, we grow and mend, Ready for camaraderie, hearts ascend. Healing, not in another’s hand, Self-love, self-preservation, life’s demand.

 

No curtain falls, emotions remain, A heart’s hurt, an eternal refrain. Serenity found in steps bold, Blocking past’s ghosts, a story untold.

 

Rigorous choices, vital and keen, Self-care’s light, a path unforeseen. Numbers blocked, temptations cease, A journey to healing, a newfound peace.