You keep telling, you love me.
And forever will.
You keep saying that you're sorry.
And in need of me.

But what you want?
I don't need.
What I need?
You don't want.
Will we ever, ever agree?

You keep telling me, I make you happy.
And always do.
You keep telling me I'm everything you need.
But this I just don't see.

But what I hope for?
You on a different page.
What you required?
Isn't coming from me?
Will we ever be on the same page?