After months of silence, here she stands on my front porch, waiting to be let in again.
And she\'ll always choose him..
More for us.
More of her.
I\'ll always want more.
Because no matter how many times she pops back up, pulls me in and drags me under, it will never be enough.
Couldn\'t do it if I tried.
I should turn her away, but I won\'t.
But it\'s the same play every time, and I know how this ends - I give her all I have and she carries it with her on the way back to him.
After months of silence, here she stands on my front porch, waiting to be let in again