The Infinite Cycle

today you've stopped looking through me 

finally deciding to see me 

we'll journey through the cycle 

meet. converse. become friends. best friends.

relationship. happiness, heartache, stress, fights, anger, love all in one.

and then you'll give up so we become strangers again

walking past each other barely looking at each other 

until you meet someone hnew and start looking past me 

leaving me behind with the memories, heartache, and pain

for the next lucky person to come and pick up where you left off

for us to begin the same endless cycle once again

but one day HE will break the cycle. 

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