The Past; Repeats

If we have love, what do they have? If they have happiness, what do we have?

We have moments. We have anger & rage.

"We're so inlove that we fight all the time because we can't stand being away from each other"

Ha fuck that. We don't have love. We don't have happiness. We have a past. If getting the cold shoulder from you everyday is love, then fuck, I'm on the wrong train. I'm trying to make things up to you, but you don't even give it a chance. You simply ask "what would you say if I said I'm done"

Uhh... "Fuck it? Why'd I try? What the hell did I do to you? Thanks for the sex?"

It's not like me saying anything will help this at all, because you're so headstrong that you can't let me into your head. It's not anger that I'm giving you, it's fear. I'm scared of losing you & I'm scared of you finding someone else. But shit, all you're giving me is a headache. I don't really see the point in me trying anymore if all you're going to do is kill me in the end. I'm just speeding up the process of my own death I guess. Which I don't want to do.

Look, I love you, You love me. Why can't we just be happy already? I'm trying to make things work & give you anything you want, but the moment I start to show emotion is the moment you completly leave.

We're going to be 60 years old & still going at this stupid game of love if you don't wise the up. I need you now. I will always need you.

When I'm old I will still be breathing on your neck the way you hate. I will still be tickling you the same way.

& You'll still be messing with my head.

Where's the love in that?

-LiveLoveTy