deja vu

Dear life, 

I have already seen this. Deja vu!

He was afraid to say that he was on his verge of falling from a cliff-- the cliff of love. He was tormented on how he would say that he no longer had the passion to continue the pact--the pact which was once we created one night under the moon so bright. He was guilty--guilty of pleasures in someone else's arms.

He wanted to change but circumstances always hindered him to look for opportunities of new life. Whenever he felt better, earthly heathen lured him, which had eventually made him fall-- fall into the pit of lust and betrayal.

He would always ask for another chance but had always committed the same mistake after another. He had been used to the farcical clique of philandering. He had been caught by a trap lured with lecherous propensities.

I don't wish him bad. But long after, I know he will suffer from his demeanor. I wish him luck--luck to be able to get through the test of life. I hope he won't encounter this deja vu, this deja vu now in my arms.

                                                                                                                                               ----Sally