Kind of funny how the story repeats itself,
even when I try to get away from all the patterns,
I'm here again, spinning in my own destruction.
I know, I know,
I tried to save a dog again,
and it just bit me hard.
I can't save anyone.
There were too many red flags I didn't want to see,
because of love.
Love that was not worth it,
love that was wasted,
love that was discarded like garbage.
And it's even funnier to know that he's never going to learn from his mistakes,
from his narcissism,
from his ego.
Well... just let it be.