U sit there n fuss like it only matters 2 u.
like id even care.
well...
let me ask u something
if id care y am i still here listen 2 your crap.
over n over again we go through u fussing at me.
n i listen with out interrupting because i know that u just want to fuss
your just what id want.
u do just what id want.
i hate fussing n i hate fighting.
u know that because Ive told u over n over again.
still u do it.
n still i put myself through it.
gosh...
y wont i just let myself do what i keep thinking about doing????
but i stop because Ive told me b4 not 2..
n i listen...
Y?
because i still love you.
when its hard or it hurts....
I'm still there.
Ive taken u back more times than i can count.
only to be let down again.
but i put myself through it..
i guess its my fault.
Just wanted u 2 know i love you no matter what.
but instead i ended up righting about me hurting....
