đŸ„€ An Ode to Leases, Layovers & Leverage


We could have had something genuine

Not notarized.
Not negotiated.
Not needing a down payment
on devotion.

Trust —
not tallied in credits.
Connection —
not contingent on co-signing,
driving,
or boarding passes.

But instead,
I am
The Man Who Won’t Co-Sign.
‱ Lives at home
‱ Can’t drive
‱ No job
A boy in the economy
of emotional authenticity —
bankrupt by modern standards.

She’s holding the one “pussy”
that might underwrite her freedom
from her parents’ house.
But freedom isn’t free.
It costs a lease.
It costs a ride.
It costs a layover
in someone else’s life
who can foot the bill.

She can’t afford
to choose affection
without ROI.
She needs a partner
who doubles as a provider —
not a mirror.
Not a friend.
Not a boy
who still believes
love is its own currency.

No lease.
No leverage.
No layover.
Just love —
denied
on technical grounds.

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