Let Me See...

Spring back

Balancing love and me is a forever circle never ending clear enough for me to believe in.
I let it spread so when it springs back into my already ashen chest you know it's real,the tear and and the harness that holds on to hope all break at the sound of a penny drop.
I spring back looking for the culprit for the judge and lastly for you I defend whatever metaphor that decides to destroy today I wish I had another way to get your attention cause quite frankly these falsified love story's are boring me and my palms each time I sketch a storyline.
so spring back again and grab me this time,I want to go with you so will you spring back before my back is no longer there or I
will stay in this circle of a love story ?