Yule Fence

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Allow me to go back and rewind our time as friends When I promised myself I'd never let you or anyone in Especially the stereotypical people in your community Where I believed in your heart I'd have equal immunity You always say, "I signed up for this," 'Cuz somewhere you succumbed to my poisonous kiss At first, you admitted to just wanting to f--k Until you realized my worth & value - & your dumb luck We need to improve our consistency, communication, chemistry, and our connection - If we choose to make each other our greatest selection You're focused for a few days - then you'll give up Which creates the feeling of me never being enough It instills eggshell-walking - and creates a harsh and crumbling distance 'Cuz some days you're madly in-love with me - and other days, you're stuck on the fence On a regular basis, you're indecisive about if it's me you want Or if like so many others, you're here to use, hurt, and taunt Which emotion or feeling do I come to believe? Who is it that you're trying to deceive? You love me hard one day, and the next day harder Sometimes I wonder what we could've done smarter You're here for a few days - never consistent But the "love" you're envisioning has resistance Your communication says you don't have the time Because you won't let me in - you'll be hard to find The condescending personality you tend to display Makes me wonder if just petty games are at play Your words and actions are very much the opposite Because closer to you and your heart - you won't let me get So like a fishing pole you cast me out and reel me in Your "love" for me is constantly on the fence You want to let me in for the wrong reasons I fear When half the time you're never here to wipe these tears What's the use of a "relationship" when I'm still alone? And more then half the time, you won't respond via phone What's the purpose of us? Where are you trying to go with me? 'Cause we ain't getting nowhere when you refuse to see How can you ever become an ideal perfect father When you care less about us, than your addiction and lager? Your actions are so far away from your words And it's sad when I know (without a doubt) how amazing you are, and how you can be so superb But you display every "red flag" of someone who is simply disinterested in their spouse and/or lady I don't understand the pettiness, the games, or how every three or so days you can be so unbelievably mean and shady You've asked me on three different ways Within a matter of consecutive days If we should break up and/or resume as friends When there wasn't really a beginning - how can you ask for an end?