Confined due to my fears,
I shriek away.
He extends his hand towards me,
and I slowly take it.
Giving him my all,
I question whether it was the right decision.
He has let me go before,
but he promises things have changed.
Doubtful,
my naive self, accepts.
Once again.
This vicious cycle,
has us running all around.
My heart is breaking,
while you attempt to mend it.
Can things really change?
Can you really change for the better?
"No." was all you answered.
Letting me go once again.