So here's the door, I changed the lock and time ten minutes past I love you

(gotta fight the urge to start again)

despite the cost or rhyme, we lose and change our mind, before we even try

circles—corners—gravity forces us 

back to where we started from

love and weapons kill much the same way

with shaking hands we start again

this stagnant air feels cold and unaware, as I fight the urge to kiss you

(every instinct says just walk away)

attempt and fail again, envision at the end,

that we could make it right

I believe. 

Please heal me. 

Your eyes so revealing

We start again with…