Again

It's starting again.

The pain is starting again.

The yelling.

The fighting.

She doesn't need this now.

Not now.

Not ever.

She delt with it before.

The hurting.

The pain.

She says no more.

She's done with boys and hurt.

No more fighting with them.

No more getting cheated on.

Yet, she goes back.

Goes back when a boys says she looks pretty.

She can't stop herself from falling for them.

She loves the attention.

She craves the attention.

It needs to stop.

Before something else happens.