You the Rolling Ring

Like a rolling ring on a desk

I push you

I push you

You’re doing your best

You keep rolling back, but one time, accidentally

I push you too far and now you resent me

I push you away even now that you’re gone

Hoping you roll back, like at one time you’d have done

I do it again

definition of insanity

Of course nothing changes

Is this due to my vanity

So this time I’ll change

I reach out

Pull you back

The difference I feel

The sadness I lack

Happy, content, and I’m sort of impressed

Till one last time, I push you,

and you roll off my desk