I hate his attitude, and I hate how calm he is... All the time. I hate when he makes me mad just because he thinks it is cute. I hate how he freaks out, and how he doesn't sleep at 2 am. I hate how insecure I feel because I haven't felt so strongly. I hate when he doesn't take I'm fine as a good answer. I hate that he won't leave well enough alone. I hate that when we fight I always end up crying. I hate that when I am trying to hide that I'm upset he asks why I am crying. I hate when I am mad at him and the only person I want to tell is the person I am mad at. I hate that I absolutely hate how I don't hate anything at all.
I wouldn't change anything. Nothing at all. However, I would change the way I behave, the things I say and the way I yell. I would change the fact I cry in front of him and let him in so close. I would change the fact I show him how much I care, and the way he makes my heart race. I would change my composure in a second if I could. I would change all of this, because I don't want to get hurt. I don't know if he is my knight in shining armor, or just a chapter in my life. I don't know if he will stay by me forever or just one more night. I don't know if he will put up with me longer then he has to. And it is the unknowns that make me hate, everything I do.
-xoxo, Jessi
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