He tells me that he loves me, that I'm his moon and sun, and when we are together we are perfect, we are one. But then I go away again to the hollowed halls of learning and suddenly that perfect couple seems to lack that yearning he spoke of before. Simple things become venom and tempers rise, I didn't know something was wrong, I didn't know you were opposed, has this been happening for very long? And when the anger dies and we talk it out things are perfect and surreal, you become the stars that light my night and I your moon and sun. Life is perfect and I am as happy as can be. A simple request or a misunderstanding happens again and like before the dark parts of our hearts emerge and the cycle begins anew. Why do we play this game of love and hate? Why do we choose to live through the tears and laughs? Why why why?
Well...every time I go to bed, tears or smiles, I know in my heart that I love you even in times of hate...that is why...
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