how could you do this to me?

it’s been weeks since we last spoke

you left so abruptly

without warning

i wore my heart on my sleeve 

just for you to do the thing i was most afraid of

how did you say all the things you said to me

to just leave?

was everything a lie with you?

i try to tell myself to not care about you

because i don’t think you ever cared about me 

but i have to care about you

about what you did to me

it is impossible not to

then suddenly

you’re back

you’re back like nothing happened

we argue over what you did 

you call me awful names

then you tell me you want to try again

and like a fool, 

i take you back every time

now it feels like you have left and come back a hundred times

it doesn't get easier on me 

each time you leave

yet i still expect a different outcome every time

but each time it’s always the same

i’m always the one that gets hurt

that is the definition of insanity