bonjo34
we hang in bars.
we drink in bars.
find hope in bars.
lose pride in bars.
findcompanionship in bars.
lose yourself in bars.
good or bad.
The universe uses it's gravitational pull to force me ack into my feelings for you.
We're supposed to feel this way, you and I.
We can't be apart. Our plans can't cease.
People say you can't force love.
But what about when the world forces it for you, on you, all around you.
No choice but to accept it, and to accept you.
If I have to be forced to love anyone in the crazy world, I'm glad it's you.
Outback. The fields are so serene. Nature calms the nerves and allows one to let the quiet put things where they belong.
The deer make an appearance once in a while. Makes one wonder where they go and what they do when they're not looking at you with those frozen eyes. Can't help but stare.
Then they run off. And you question if they really even exist when they're out of sight.
But memories remind you that for but a breif second, they were real.
Not much different from life.
This keeps happening.
When I was young, repeat made me think of simple things, reruns or the shadow game. But these days the word repeat makes me think of you. And fighting with you about the same unresolved things over and over again.
Questioning if it's worth it is a repeat these days as well.
Then I see you and the only repeated thought in my mind is, "I love him. I love him. I love him."
The repeated fights take their toll. But it's worth it. Because you're worth it.
Fight, forgive, repeat: Love.
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