Blast from the past.
Here she comes, one again,
The love that wouldn't last.
The one who never leaves me the same.
I'd say she's like a drug, but far more toxic.
Moves so well, very hypnotic.
Burns through your heart,
Like a hot knife through butter,
She leave you standing there, with a shudder.
They say an ex is an ex for a reason,
To forget about them cause they're only trouble.
Yet she only stays an ex for a season
And you can still find her to be lovable.
Then here comes another guy.
He walks right in
And catches her eye.
Such a sin.
That follows lie after lie.
And to your bed guy after guy goes in.
So you break things off, yet again.
Every time it ends, it's the same.
She breaks your trust,
All for lust,
Making you feel so inadequate.
You know fighting won't help it at all
So why throw a fit?
Even after going through it all.
You can't help, for her, but to fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem