Through my heart I feel a pain
Like a needle ripping through a vein
I push the pain back, and try another time
Only to find once more the same old rhyme
I love you
I love you too
Goodbye
Why?
Like a script written and passed through existence
I am always left alone my heart in need of assistance
Tired and broken a new face appears
Shrouded not in darkness but light and banishes away my fears
A soft murmur of ‘I’ll always be with you’
Translates easily into ‘I will leave you too’
Alone again in maybe a week’s time
I laugh and fall as flesh tears though only mine
Silently I wonder if my stories written on a dime
Why else would it repeat itself so often, it’s a crime
Falling faster I whisper words I cannot quite place
Love is not an emotion or ability, it’s a race
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