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i don't think anyone can actually comprehend this twisted love i possess. no matter how many tears are shed, sleepless nights or fits of rage i break out into, i'm still genuinely happy. with all honesty, it's still sunshine and flowers inside of me but i don't know why i always feel like there's this constant need to fight/argue. maybe in some insane way, i enjoy that "kiss and make up" feeling. it somehow reassures me that no matter what the circumstance, that love still prevails and that it would never degenerate under any cause. perhaps i'm pushing the boundaries a little here but it seems that its become a natural instinct for me to declare war. maybe this is some crazy way for me to gain the attention i desire. just the thought of knowing that there'll always be that someone right beside me to chase those grey skies away. i just don't understand. no matter how many hours i lie in bed dissecting myself, trying desperately to come up with some logical explanation, i just end up falling asleep with a million questionable pieces. but then there's always been that one thing that has kept me going which i can safely say i never once had a doubt, my love for you.
im in a dilemma at 2:24 PM
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