nothing

Is it all happening the same way
All again, should I give away
I am here, where I was once
Waiting at that doorstep, and this.

Once when I cried, you said
That you would stay
Did you so say, so that
I would give in, and stay?

I find myself, in the same confusion
Again, for the second time
I have given up once, and reached
You, where I wanted to live

Once, I got hurt, and I hated
And I got bored, and I gave up
Now, I am getting hurt, and I hate
Why can’t I seem to love you less?