I’m so mad That I love you, that I can’t get you off my mind. I hate that when you walk in the door I don’t know whether to express excitement or cry. As quick as u boost me up, just as easily you’ll bring me down. As soon as I give you my trust, you make me take it right back again.

Are u worthy of my love? Am I worthy enough to give it to you. You make me question my self, my own inner being. My own value. You make me ask, am I the reason you act the way that you do?

Am I the reason you have an attitude? Am I the reason your patience is gone? Am I the reason your tone is so harsh and you always roll your eyes?

Is it me or is it you? Does the answer even matter? Does it matter when as much as I hate you, I love you the same way?