The Vicious Cycle

I haven’t been here in a while At this point in my life that is. The point where something great becomes misconstrued more filled with angst instead of jovialness. Shot through the heart: Bang. It hurts me to be here, hurts me to say this But I would rather kill it, dissipate it Then let it continue; I know I’d hate it. I’d rather be preemptive, stay ahead. To avoid the potentially hurtful aftermath It’s the type to grip you by your soul and make you want to O.D during a bubble bath. This is just to let you know how hard it is. It’s hard because there’s so much invested If any shots come my way I understand; As it seems to hardships I no longer feel the need to contest it; It’s a love hate type of thing. I hate that you may think the love was not all it could’ve been, Yet we both know through hardships we made it, but this is now and that- That was then. No need for animosity we’ve agreed to drink in friendship responsibly And if the time comes again where everything is lined up for both of us Then I guess I won’t need the help of E-harmony. This is not to say by any stretch that it is expected or that you owe me anything by any means but our present time is past, that’s the way the future makes it seem. This is a divorce of sorts as are all relationships No one courtship is perfect and this one’s included in that statistic So despite what everyone around you might say (Those opinionated idiots) And even despite what your anger may make you think We sailed on love, hurdled every obstacle, made impossible possible But to perpetuate, a lack of being affectionate, is highly illogical. Mix in the emotions we both possess and things become highly volatile. We just need to get back to the basics, start anew, With our eyes on the future with pens not pencils There won’t be a need to erase it.