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The Cycle
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Love & Relationships Every freakon time you tell yourself the same crap
You weren't looking for love...
She came out of no where...
She is "perfect"...
Every freakon time, the same ole story
How out of despair came the perfect girl to rid you of all the sadness
And every freakon time they manage to disapoint.
Whether it be infidility, confrontation, or selfishness they are never
good enough.
You write them poems of love and perfection. You tell them how there
is no one like them in all the world.
Every freakon time it becomes a lie. You end up writing more poems
about betrayol, arguments and doubt.
Than finally one day, once again, you are alone. You than find
insignificant woman to make yourself feel better.
You screw them over with the same unemotional gestures you felt used
against yourself.
Until you meet another one... Another young lady who has that special
quality, another young woman unlike any other.
You tell yourself, this is it, this is the one. You can finally stop
searching, finally love someone and have them love you just as much.
They never do, they never love you with the same affection, loyalty
and selflessness that you love them with.
People are selfish, and you can easily keep them happy, and you always
do. It's time to start realizing that you need the same love in return.
You can't keep giving and never getting anything in return.
I know you love them with all your heart, the way you always do and
always will. It's time to stop the cycle.
