Well, here we are again
In the same place as before.
And I can feel myself again
Dragged away from the shore.

Well, here we go again
Fighting the same old fight.
And I can feel myself again
Fading into night.

But I won’t let you win this time—
I’ll bring you down
In the first round.
Oh, there’s no looking back.

This time
My life
Is mine.

And they dance
In cyclic patterns,
Flirtatious circles,
Spinning, spinning, ‘round
But never touching,
Only joined by a locked gaze—
Like chains—
They cannot turn away.
Opposing forces,
Linked by time and fate.
They wait.
But neither approaches.
Hot and cold.
It is forbidden,
So they’ll love from a distance.

Originally Written 8.15.12

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I’m tired.