Here we go again

Here you are calling me again.

Begging to talk to me.
Want me to crawl back to your arms.

Why do you do this things?

Why do you have to stop me from letting you go?

Every time I stop reaching out to you, you reach out to me.

Every time I stop thinking about you, you make sure you would be my thought at the end of the day.

Every time I try to move on, you are there. Standing, blocking my way to be free.

Why? That's all I ask.

Why would you stop me from forgetting and letting you go?

When you were the first one to leave.
You were the first one to let go.
You left me, yet you act like I had hurt you.

I hate being in this situation .

I'm tired waiting for you.
Yet I'm here...

Why you ask ?
Because after all the things you did, I still love you.
I still need you, I still want you.

You take that as an advantage. I see that, I know that . yet I let you...

I'm stupid yeah.

But how can I stop this?

How can I let go when you don't want me to.

Here I am, left confused as to what you really want from me...

Here I am, starting over again ...

Here I am, broken again...