Repaired Love

The same cycle of broken hearts
And broken love, but maybe it is
Time to break the mold. Truth darts
Out to meet us halfway. The lies fizz
And fade out only to be replaced by
Honesty. I have to stop thinking this
Is all my fault when I stop asking why?
Love does not always go with bliss
Because it takes a lot of work to
Break the cycle we have gotten so
Used to living. You one of the few
People who understands that. We go
Ahead like none of that truly matters.
The past can be broken. We always
Know love is going to make splatters
And messes. Darling, with a gaze
From you, the person I know I will
Always love, I feel that fake love from
Before fading. You keep things chill
And slowed down when the drum
Beat keeps trying to speed up.
You are the reason for a full cup.