As things are going swimmingly, there's always something that must go wrong.
Something that halts me, stops me, catapults me into the mindset that maybe what I had going wasn't so great; it wasn't great enough to avoid tribulations and issues that cause me to second guess and hesitate to move forward.

As things hit rough waters, there's always something that keeps me afloat.

And how can the one thing keeping me afloat within my life be so terrific and profound yet scary and daunting and silencing?

You are like a buoy tied to an anchor, you keep me afloat but you still bob below the surface and this roller coaster is all over the place and it's taking me everywhere I didn't even think I could handle going.

I need you, I don't want you, I have you, I miss you, I seek you, I crave you, I lie to you, I lie next to you, I hold you, I push you away. Our relationship is a paradox.

And I only have myself to blame for that I suppose.