Its Confusing To Count the Ways

It's Confusing to Count the Ways What is it about you that I don't like; Over confusing paths may have to hike; Roads leading down which will eventually Always return and end back up at me. Your dislikes seem to be same as mine, Which on sun does continue to shine; Compared to mine yours are similar; Have seen them before and are familiar. Lack of patience and understanding; Being over-bearing and too demanding; Telling a story every once in a while; Treating others like they are on trial. I could probably write a huge, big book With all of the things I did over-look; But I forgot and failed to mention above; Its always each other we always will love.