Over and over
I have felt the love that sets a heart free
Over and over
I have felt the hurt that cripples
Over and over
I have built myself back up again
Over and over
I have tried to be optimistic
Over and over
I have given love one more shot, and then I'm done
For real this time

How many more times will I repeat this cycle?
Over and over until I die?
How many more times can I restore my heart?
Over and over until I run out of glue, cement, and paint?

All I want is to be done.

m.h.