A broken record

The only
lesson
I have learned
is that
everything
was meant
to burn .
Leaving in
it’s ashes
the repeating
rueful record
that’s
always stuck
on one track.
Puttering
out those
once persistent
fervent feelings .
Which makes you
Yearn for her
in your
arms again.

But love is just
Like a record .
When it’s broken you can never
truly get it back
to what it once was.