A New Day Alone Poem by Doris Cornago

This happens after every breakup. You vow never again to believe the BS about love, truth, fidelity, loyalty, forever - and then, you step back into the same cycle again, ignoring the telltale signs. How is it one knows how to do this and still falls back into the cycle? Maybe it's because one does not reduce to ashes but still hopes, looking at keepsakes, transferring the image of the indecisive lover to another person. My advice is incinerate all - clean up the 'emotional garbage' - to be able to move on.