the break ups

you started over. over again. just like the old days.
you scream. i scream.
it feels like we're seeing a boxing match.

and then i say. 'enough! i've done with you and your fucking things!!'
you answered it. 'fine! i'm glad you say that!'

we suddenly stopped.
tears come along. you cry, i cry, we both cry like a baby.

you pulled my hand to be close with you.
you hold me tight. and you say 'i'm sorry babe..'


you know.. i will always forgive you.