Like A Boomerang

I thought I’ve had enough of always having to run around on your heels.

But until now, why do I keep on pondering about you and it was never against my will?

I thought I’d gotten over the childish things you do,

But why do I keep on recalling some silly moments with you?

I thought I’d started to resent you for being so thoughtless,

But why can’t I keep from laughing whenever I think about you and your every mess?

I thought I’d restrained myself after giving you trouble for even confessing,

But why am I still pushing myself even though I know you won’t ever understand a thing?

I thought I’d gathered enough strength to finally move on,

But why do I keep on coming back instead of making a life of my own?

I thought I could make it without you in the future,

But why do I keep on dreaming that our time together’s impossible to measure?

I thought I’d trained so well before . . .

But now that we were about to part, why does my heart feel very sore?