Always coming back,
Fighting through the hurt,
Convincing myself again,
Ignoring the alert,

That‘s flashing in red,
Screaming to be heard,
But I push it far away,
Still waiting to be answered.

I make the effort,
I’m always the one,
Setting myself up once more,
To end up being broken.

But then you say those,
Few amazing words,
And I forget everything,
It’s erased from the record.

I don’t what it is,
This thing that makes it so,
That no matter how I try,
I. Can’t. Let. Go.

The End

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