In the realm of emotions, I once believed,
Love was priceless, a treasure to receive.
But now I see, it’s not affordability,
That makes it priceless, but its luxury.
With three magic words, “I love you” spoken,
Expectations rise, like a costly token.
Bills pile up, like utility fees so fine,
Education expenses, wardrobe allowances that shine.
Healthcare emergencies, a fund to abide,
Starting a relationship, a financial tide.
Competitor analysis, a careful cost review,
A relationship plan, to make love anew.
Like a luxury item, love comes with a fee,
A price tag attached, for you and me.
It’s not just emotions, but a financial bind,
A commitment to share, the costs of mind.
The luxury of love, a high-end delight,
Requires funding, day and endless night.
It’s not just a feeling, but a financial test,
To prove our love, and do our best.
