Love’s relentless cycle
~
Love
a hobby I abhor
an ever revolving prison door
always finding myself placed in between
a handsome man and hopeless dream
but I know it’s never going to last
because it comes in hard
and hits real fast
as if to prove my future and past
are always going to be just the same
so I tie the nots and twist the thoughts
raise the flags, ignore the oughts
just to feel it filling in an empty frame
and I tell myself to get ready now
but to tell the truth I don’t know how
so I wait until it strikes again
but it’s not the end
it never ends
~
