There was a time
when I thought you were mine.
Now such a thought
is only a crime.
.
Things have changed much
over the years.
Many bridges burned and
many, many tears.
It goes around and comes back again.
Now, can I even call you a friend?
We have agreed to disagree.
All we both wanted was just to be free.
Yet, we’re caught in a trap.
We keep coming back.
It seems it goes on without any end.
Remember that time
when I thought you were mine.
I was really happy
most of the time.
Then something changed
and the happiness went away.
You seemed to change,
then we both began to stray.
It goes around and comes back again.
Now, can I even call you a friend?
We have agreed to disagree.
All we both wanted was just to be free.
Yet, we’re caught in a trap.
We keep coming back.
It seems it goes on without any end.
—————————R.W. Johnson—–(2019)