Break-Ups, Habit, Inspiration, Life, Poetry, Relationships

By The Time He Comes Back…

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By the time he comes back, he thinks he deserves another chance.

By the time he comes back, you are put back into a familiar vulnerable trance.

By the time he comes back, he finds his way through with words you want to hear and see.

By the time he comes back, you bulldoze your protective walls and unlock the door with a hopeful key.

By the time he comes back, eventually, again you take him in.

By the time he comes back, he already wins.

By the time he comes back, you will waste more time and make more room for emotional scars that were beginning to heal.

By the time he comes back, you lose the ones that knew and loved you the most.

By the time he comes back, new excuses and new defensive mechanism are formed around your In-denial post.

By the time he comes back, he is comfortable in his own paradise when he knows he overstayed his welcome.

By the time he comes back, the leopard’s familiar spots on his skin becomes visible day by day.

By the time he comes back, you will call for help to resolve your constant issues.

By the time he comes back, all we can provide are prayers and tissue.

By the time he comes back, you are lost and again paying the cost.

By the time he comes back, you lose the game, you’re not the same, and you are the blame.

By the time he comes back, you drop him, rebuild your wall, and place bandages on your new scars.

By the time he comes back, you might leave the door unlocked, cracked,but hopefully locked.

By the time he comes back, how long will he be blocked?

By the time he comes back, he will find another strategy to come through because he has before.

By the time he comes back, I hope you use the key of closure and lock that door.

By the time he comes back, I hope you don’t look back.

By the time he comes back, I hope your scars on your skin heal and become hard and black.

By the time he comes back, I hope for a new evolution, not devolution.

By the time he comes back, I hope for a resolution, absolution, and revolution.

By the time he comes back, He will let his pride go and finally let you go.

By the time he comes back, I hope he sees you are unbreakable, impeccable, pliable.

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