Constant push and pull

He pushed me aside

Without even a good bye

But then, without warning

He wanted me back, the next morning

A constant push and pull

Like a rock breaking through the hull

I say it doesn't hurt, I'm fine

Because he's so kind 

It causes me more pain than I let on

Only being loved when he's turned on

This will only end in despair

So let go, Clairebear

Author's Note

The rock breaking through the hull metaphor doesn't quite work, but it was all I could come up with at 3am.

Reviews

[Freckled Princess]

Letting go of love is always hard, but letting go before being pulled down is good.