I love you with my heart and soul,
But frankly, I'd like to punch you
In the face sometimes.
Just thought you should know.

Lately, more deep connections are made though poetry.
Right here.
It shouldn't be this way.

Just spit it out!

If you have a problem, Tell me.
Scream at me.
Whine to me.

If you have issues with me, Shout them in my face
And force me to listen to the echo.
So that I may fix it.
And apologize.

Forgive me for worrying,
But you have left me no choice.

You've been through a lot, and haven't told me much.
When in most others' circumstances,
The Girlfriend would be the first to know.


It seems that you always find a way to make me cry,
And spill everything that bothers me at the time.
I can't do that for you.
Its obvious that something is bugging you, but you wont tell me.

Just forget it...
I'm just about done trying...
Just about done fighting
Because it seems like you won't let me.

Are we fading?
I keep getting bad feelings,
But I wonder...
Is this just an aftermath
Of my previous worries?

You seem more tense,
Closed off...

I'll give you space,
But I'm worried. About you.
About what will happen.

I can't see the future,
But you can warn me.

And you can tell me.

I'm like you in that way.
I care more about others than I do myself.
And you are no exception.

Please tell me if you are alright?

I don't care how easy it is to learn,
I care about the sound.

Like the drums,
It's a beat keeper,
Yet has it's own melody.

Deep Pulse
Pulse
Pulse
Resonating
From these simple strings.

And there's so many hearts to play.

Building walls gets tiring, you know?

I've had lots of practice, building
Brick, cement, sheet rock,
All types.
But they all come crashing down.

Someone must have started a
Demolition company...
They RUIN MY WORK!

I quit.
I just cant build anymore...
My hands are calloused,
My head is a jumbled mess,
And I have built the same wall
Too many times to count.

Because you knocked it down.