Once more I tread this course,
One I know far too well.
I enter with hope as well as caution,
For I hope to know your beauty as well as I do your horrors.

I am soaked in the overwhelming need for you,
Yet I still feel the burns from our last encounter,
So why do I still long for you?
Is it truly in search of your beauty?

Or maybe it’s something a bit more selfish..
Maybe I don’t want to be alone any longer.
Maybe I’ve gone insane.
But if so, then haven’t we all?