Whats the point? I love you...do you love me? You don't act like it sometimes...that's not right. I want you to love me and do sweet things for me but all we do is fight? We make up sometimes but I'm always wrong right? I dont think I can take another fight. but when I'm with you I lose sight of what you do that hurts me my friends say its a mistake to keep on loving you and dealing with this heartache I wonder how many times it'll take for my heart to break till I realize that this is to much that I shouldn't take. How many times do I cry? how many times do I ask why? How many times do I shed tears, how many times do I wish I was dead? How many times do I not want to get out of bed? Sometimes I just feel like I love you more but a relationship cant work out that way it has to be an even score.
Reason for writing:
I feel like shit.
Birth sign: Pisces
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