As If This Would Be The End
As if things weren’t already broken
Pieces unaccounted for
What made this demolition any different…
I usually hammer in my points
And you bull-doze through the argument.
Then we break for lunch.
By end of day we’ve cooled off
But now morning has crawled to our front door
I didn’t hear when you left
But your presence is missed
Your absence is felt
Will our paths cross?
Or will we continue to brew a storm?
I’m the problem.
Know it all
Stubborn
Nonchalant in approach
All defensive mechanisms
I’m Working on letting go.
You’re the problem
Stuck on selfish
Dishonest
Bails in the rain.
But comes around when it’s shining
Make your mind up!
Problems swept under the rug
Emotional Volcanoes bond to erupt.
We’re in love. But communication is taking rust
And now we’re fighting over a storm in a tea cup