Her:


What am I to you?
Am I a raggedy doll?
That you continuously abuse?
To be stuck with this torture any longer,
I refuse.

Why treat me like this?
You made me take this risk,
Ruining my reputation,
lightheaded from hyperventilation.

Do you know that I hate when we argue?
Our days are becoming short,
Limited to a short few.

Why is conversing with you like talking to a white wall?
You nod your head and say okay
I'm just like... is that all?
You're never there to catch me when I fall.

Why don't you want to answer?
You got me crying like a little girl who lost her hamster.
I'm not perfect.
Judge,
I think we reached our verdict...

Being me simply does not do.
You want me to change,

I guess I have to.
so I'll ask again,

What am I to you?

Him:

What you are to me,
is a question you need
to not ask.
I love you how you are,
Don't jump to conclusions so fast.
I mask my feelings
through jokes and laughs.
But if you do the math...
it adds up to

Me+You,

**** what I do.
Just know that I love you.
despite the jokes...
If I hurt you,
I'm sorry... cause when you hurt, I hurt twice as much.
Cause I know I'm the one
that fvcked everything up.
I apologize, forgive me?

Cause if I lose you,
I lose my reason for living.