Relationship Advice from the Stock Market

Investment terrifies me

I don’t care if our value never sky rockets up

I just don’t want to go bankrupt

Slip into the red

Roll over one morning to an empty bed

Clear the cob webs from my head

To remember a fight from the night before and dozens like it

Ended in thrown dishes and screamed suggestions of

“Let’s just be friends”

 

Your supply rises to meet my demand

For affection and trust

But the exponential curve must plummet

Because bright increase always fades to a shade of gray

Right before black Tuesday

 

Everything depreciates

 

Sometimes at an undetectable rate

Until you’re thirty two years deep

In a marriage where you’ve calculated, catalogued their every mistake

Until the bitterness fills your lungs

Years of denial finally makes you suffocate

 

But c’mon

You’ve taken out too many loans

From TV-book romances

Attempted to make their happiness your own

Only so much to ascertain vicariously

Before reality

Brings baggage from its business trip back home

Which is funny

The only thing you ever banked on is being alone                    

 

But honey don’t spend a cent of stress over my uncertainty

 

I’ve already bought

200 shares of our love’s stock

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