Same old story

Knowing that eventually I'll bound to get hurt, I still went head in.
Knowing that the hurt will be even worse, I still chose to head in.
I simply cant stop myself. I chose my path.

One tends to forget what they lost, and not remember to cherish.
Whereas Im one that tends to cherish too much, I held it too tightly.
As silly as I am, as silly as how you will call me.
I've fell back in.
This is the same old story.

I've chosen another path which is coming along my way very soon.
See where my limits can go.I'm beyond recovery.