Messing With My Head

I just don't understand
Why I think so much of you
My friends say I should hate you
Cos of all the things you do

When you're not there it's easy
I fume over things you've said
But then you say you're sorry
It's all messing with my head

I literally lived for the lessons
When I knew i'd see your smile
I'd wait around for half the day
Cos you were worth the while

But then the days increased
With your bad moods took out on me
Those were the nights it got to much
I would cry myself to sleep

So I just don't understand
Why I hold open the door
I really want to hate you
But I want to love you more ©

*Gem*

(An old poem before me and Marcus were going out, it makes me smile at how crazy we drove each other with our teasing, lol)