He had been through this before
And He knew how it would conclude
Once it started, it would just consume Him
Leave Him hurting and elude
.
Like so many times before
.
The first had been a girl
Now forgotten by all but He
When He had misdiagnosed His feelings
And disturbed had been she
.
He was sad then,
But unbroken
.
The second was opposite than He,
Both in gender and in faith
But the process was the same for Him
He spoke and faced was He with a wraith
.
The pain had been much greater then,
because He was a teen
And more subject to the woes of love
Then He had at first been
.
He was tormented then,
And broken
.
The next had been a girl as well
Of the same variety
Although He told none but his friends
One of them sold out He
.
He was used to His repetitious pains by now
And only for a short time suffered
But He came to distrust his friends
Whom He thought must have uttered
.
He was lonley then,
And miserable
.
The fourth had been the only boy
And this had been met with shock
But He was partly successful,
In the keeping of the lock
.
The boy had not suspected
Nor did the boy inquire
But He confided in single soul
Of whom was His desire
.
And that only single friend
To whom He had secreted
Told the boy of His desire, and soon
Friend's confidence was regretted
.
He was horrified then,
And humiliated
.
And now it repeats once again
This cycle of despair
He has grown to like someone new
And this is beyond repair
.
Again He has trusted
That same ill-fated friend
And He is unsure if His newfound love
Will be put to early end
.
He is pained now,
And frightened
.
Like so many times before.
