Every time I’m with you I feel weak, every time we talk I know I’m going to end up speechless. Even though we fight, sometimes, I start it to see how far you’ll go with it, even when I say I don’t want you sometimes its a lie, sometimes its not. The only time ever, is when I don’t talk to you and when I don’t, its when I’m not talking to you.
You’ve been the best I’ve got and even though you can do better, its not that you wont find better, you don’t see it sometimes I always ask why and doesn’t matter how many times you tell me its not that I won’t believe it at all, its that you always give me the same effect being speechless.
I will smile, I will laugh, when I’m with you, although my mind does drift you just gotta pull me back and I’m always here even when I’m with you, I still miss you like the idiot you gave your ring to the first and the second time. I may joke around about the serious things just to lighten up your mood, and when I can’t even do that then I start giving up.
If you’re crazy enough to still want to be with me then I must be damn stupid to let your ass go anywhere, even if its hellbound I’ll always say opposites, and be confused and scared about something but just give me sometime and it blows over in a day or two. If I act like nothing happened don’t let it get passed me just keep going even if I started from scratch, I’d would rather have everything back.