I like the conversational tone of the poem as a whole, particularly the last lines of the first stanza. From the tone of the final lines, it feels as though there was another verse there, waiting to be written... I don't know, it feels incomplete somehow - not unfinished (or diminished :P) because of that, but not a whole chain of thought.

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Hi! By the way, I saw your stuff on the FA front page and was in the mood to take a look. How do you do?

Thanks!

I really like your poem, and although the last stanza, in agreement with DarkSilence, seems like there is something missing. I like this aspect of it...the reader has to use the imagination as to what comes next....an instant fav for me.

Keep up the great work!

Thanks! Interesting you guys see the same thing. I think instead of being sort of narrative like a lot of poems here on FA are, this one is descriptive or even prescriptive-- maybe you guys are waiting for me to ... I dunno, say which thing I chose. (FWIW, I usually fall on the being serious side.)

The poem's intent is to sort of chastize those who, disappointed in life and romance, continue to insist on taking everything SO gravely, and that the only alternative is some sort of self-inconsistency or deceit.

Which is very much akin to why religious people (particularly in the west) don't get religion-- not that we don't treat romance as a religion anyway.

Wow. It's like being "Pro-Whatever", in my case. Part of me that says "Yes!" and the other "Never.", which combine into the infamous "...Meh.".