they circle
back,
don't they? lost loves,
unrequited
or mere flings on
the way
to nowhere.
bored and lacking in
current supply,
they hoover you
like
the vacuum,
sucking up your time
and energy
with a love bomb
or two,
a vague apology.
they want to excuse
their behavior
in the past,
win you over again,
pretend that what
happened
never did.
it's a fun parade
down the gaslit lane.
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