So why do you do that?
You know that afterwards
you wish you hadn’t.
You know that despite the promise
the actuality just doesn’t live up
to the expectation.
You see the hurt it causes
and yet you still do it.
You think this time it will be different
or just once more, before…
And then; the same as always.
So why do you do that?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a good one, words to take to heart........I don't think some know what they do or at least I like to believe that they are not aware of the damage actions can cause...Perhaps this is a personal write for you, but it's happened to many of us at some point in our lives, I'm sure...........marci.xo