Its never over

Over is such a strong word but in the mist of fighting the word "over" is slung around like everyday items you use n throw away at your own expense but when you sit and think of what you really mean its never over

I say such strong words to make you cry but i never mean them i always come back with my arms welcoming to a loving embrace when you feel the warmth of another you know then that its never over but

Week after week, Month after month, Year after year the string grows thin among the strong. It ends in a rain of tears you know that this can never be you know its over.