Over and over again, I let you back in. I think to myself “What the worse that could happen?”
The worse that could happen is me setting myself up for a broken heart. You stay long enough to mess with my head. You screw, screw, and screw until I’m nothing but a ticking time bomb. You’ve made a mess, and now there is no way to put the pieces back together. I can’t help but to think your waiting for me to become you.
Never will I surrender, because you can’t defeat me. Only I can tell when I have a challenge I can’t defeat. You my horrible lost, puppy, you will be my last challenge.
Forever and always