Why is it that it seems as if I'm doing everything wrong? You make everything so complicated. You bring me down, and yet, I still love you. Why am I doing this to myself?
I should hate you.
All you want to do is argue. I try to reason. I say everything I can to convince you. You take everything the wrong way.
We have our differences... I respect that but you try to change me.
You say I need to grow up. Sometimes I think I know more than you ever will. You never give me a chance to speak. You give your statement and leave without hearing a reply.
Will you always see and hear only what you want to, And do only what is pleasing to YOU?
I had once given my heart to you... You never took the time to look and see that I did. I loved you. Or else I thought I did.
You hurt me so much by the words you said tonight. Maybe I misinterpreted you in the past. I already told you how sorry I was. I only wish for things to be the same. You hurt me.
26 July 2000
