Enemies
It gets worse everyday. We dont look at each other with the same spark as we used to. Now that we're together, it was better off when we were apart. We find ways to annoy or anger each other, and we push out teachings and beliefes. Everything said between us, is known just by looking into our face. Will our love result in hate? Or will we continue to pretend we're happy?
I am happy? Or atleast I think I am. After a short arguement I just feel the need to grab something solid and smash it into my head. But I often find that your words are just as solid as a brick. "Get over it!" You'll tell me. "Consider how others feel!" You'll demand from me. And with all thats being said...Do you still love me?
Sometimes I believe that you find more things u hate about me, then the things you like about me. I know I'm not perfect. I'm always arguing the wrong. I always guilt trip you. I'm too clingy, and I get angry quickly. But I ask you...Why do you continue to hurt yourself, by staying with me? You know how I am now...and I can tell you detest it. "This is not the person I love, is it?" You aks yourself. Not any more...I guess.
Continue to tell me all the things that bother you...But once you turn your back from me, Keep walking...Theres no point in looking or turning back.
I am happy? Or atleast I think I am. After a short arguement I just feel the need to grab something solid and smash it into my head. But I often find that your words are just as solid as a brick. "Get over it!" You'll tell me. "Consider how others feel!" You'll demand from me. And with all thats being said...Do you still love me?
Sometimes I believe that you find more things u hate about me, then the things you like about me. I know I'm not perfect. I'm always arguing the wrong. I always guilt trip you. I'm too clingy, and I get angry quickly. But I ask you...Why do you continue to hurt yourself, by staying with me? You know how I am now...and I can tell you detest it. "This is not the person I love, is it?" You aks yourself. Not any more...I guess.
Continue to tell me all the things that bother you...But once you turn your back from me, Keep walking...Theres no point in looking or turning back.