boring, boring, we all fall down

it is boring now. the two of us. i bore him and he bores me and we do this boring dance around each other until we're dizzy and we fall down into a grassy lawn of frustration and outbursts. we lay there shouting at ourselves and each other until we aren't dizzy anymore, and then we have that beautiful moment when our hands clasp together and we lift each other up off the ground through the weight of our opposites balancing each other... but once we are standing there again we don't know what to do and we begin again...the dance of i bore you and you bore me until we fall

again.