To you I whine; the **** that bothers me inside
Your love; so patient, so deep,
It don't want me to weep.
My mind can't compute,
how you deal with these disputes.
I'm a hard girl to be dealt,
with so many issues it makes my mind melt.
Though you deal with such stride,
Your love; the truest kind,
loving me for me;
including my ****** up mind.

My love for you will never die.