Cycle/Circle

Not again would I let you in I tell myself Not again will I let me feel that hurt I tell myself the last time was the first time And the first time would be the last time The pain was worse than death, It lingered, the moments, the memories. I did, I loved you, wanted you, and needed you. But you didn't recognize my love, true love. You were so blinded by yourself, Your past hurt. I didn't care about that. All that mattered was the present, the future, our future. The fear on your face when you heard The unspoken words of my heart. Woman, be mine, be with me, love me, yes me! Scarred we are from the past But love our love can heal the hurts. Scarred and scared you retreated till you were Ready or so you thought. You didn't know this was real But the power of true love not lust frightened you You, you walked, then ran away draining the contents of my heart Never again I tell myself, Never!!!