There are times
When I wished for you
To not exist,
Because you'll make me weak
And break me until
It becomes unbearable,
And then you'll just smile at me,
And like a fool
I'll fall in love with you
All over again.
This is from a perspective that I was reluctant to do.
My mother is currently in a verbally/emotionally abusive relationship, and just last night, her husband (my stepfather) hit her. That was the last straw for both me and my mother. But this poem kind of explains how she had felt before he did what he did.