My grandparents used to go on a date every week,
To see what the cheapest meal they could find was,
Often they landed at some chain burger joint,
Splitting the smallest thing on the menu.
I aspire to have a love like that.
A love that I don’t need to earn, that’s cheap,
All I have in terms of currency is bleeding heart,
And all I ask is for that to be enough.
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