This Heart of Mine

This is the last poem I'm writing for you, we're  the only ones that know what we've been through, from the highs to the lows, from the friends to the foes, I stayed down ten toes, if pain is inspiration than this is the proof that my heart is on vacation, a rainy night in Georgia comes to mind, I know I've said this a thousand times & that's why recidivism describes this crime, I swear this time I'm through, & that conviction is easy to keep until I see you, mind says game over heart says redo, karma must be the problem it can't be you