Endless Cycle of Love and Pain

When I first saw you, you were with another man.

I spotted you from across the room, out the corner of my eye.

While he was occupied, you came around to me. You asked me

to dance. You said that it's okay. And when I left,

I couldn't stop thinking about you. The way you touched my hand and

said, "The things we could do." You told me you were mine,

you swore you'd see me through. But every word you spoke was just another lie

I clung to. When you came over to me, whispered soft in my ear,