You are so good at it—
changing your ways
and being here one day
then gone the next.

You are so good at it—
running for miles
then stopping in half
and saying sweet goodbyes.

And yet, I always
fall for your sly smile
and your warm, fervent laugh
and the stars in your eyes.

And yet, I am forever
in the battlefield for your love—
one I will never win, and still
worth everything.

—peanutbutterchocolatecake