Love Fighting
Yeah I know,
we've been here before.
Yet I find myself wandering again.
Not knowing which way to go.
Dwelling in my thoughts.
I know it raises questions, debates, and even arguments.
And I don't like the arguments. I would rather argue with you
than have a pleasant conversation with someone else.
But the thing is, its still what I deal with. Its still on the mind.
Not because I want it to be the topic, but because it
involves everything I do in my life. MY life.
I know its easy to try to put yourself in my shoes, but its not the same.
And I cant say the same thing about me putting myself in your place.
It would be a nice theory, but we both know that's not how the world works.
We think differently.
But I know that everything that has happened to me did so for a reason.
So let the fighting continue.
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