You, coming back

Why do I feel like dé jà vu

You, walking at my door once again

I see this one coming  and it wasn't new

I even memorize your line "I'm sorry, this time we'll make it happen"

Was it the fifth? Or was it the sixth time already?

Counting them makes my heart all weary

The chances that I've been giving-

Was it out of love? Or was it the fear of being lonely?

Me, building walls again- trying to protect it from the worst thing that could happen

And here you are wrecking things up as if you never felt the burden

Why was it so unfair? You've always knew where to hit the right spot

I see it all coming

But why was I always stood unprepared?

Is there any things still left unsaid?

Why do we constantly choose things that only breaks us in the end?

Aren't you tired with the same old thing?

The tears after the fight

The deafening silence after the argument

It all leaves scars that even time couldn't afford to heal

We are so broken and there's no hundredths chance for it to mend

Can we just say goodbye?

But this time promise me there's no coming back.