Maybe it’ll hurt less this time

…at least that’s what I tell myself

as I walk blindly into the same old situation

caring far too much again

about someone who could take or leave me

Not being able to admit

that I’ll never have what I want

and continuing to put myself

through heaps of endless suffering

in a sort of semi-silence

She has no idea

I’m not sure she’d care if she did

What do my feelings really matter

when she has all she needs without me?

I’m a sucker for the pain, I guess

too much in need of what scraps I’m given

I hope there’ll come a day

when either I get what I’m after

or I find the inner strength

to walk away for good

but for now I keep returning

like a moth to an eternal flame

Let the fire burn it all

I can’t feel it anyway

Numb to the indifference

taken for granted once again