You’re my hardest hello
because I know no matter how
sweet our meeting
it always ends in a
tragic goodbye

I know
when they say history repeats itself
it is true
because history repeats itself
whenever I am with you

I stumble on your words
then fall for your kiss
laying in your arms – that’s when I feel bliss

but just like clock work
as the time winds on
you walk away
I am left with my heart in my throat
and tears in my eyes
despite the fact that I’ve already
heard all your melodious lies

You tell me
“maybe we will find each other
when we are both ready for
something serious”
you whisper
“I love you, only you, but
I cant
be with
you
right
now”

But if not now
and not then
then when?