stop fighting me

i know you lie to me.

are we really gonna do this?

i know you use me.

are we really gonna do this?

i know you don’t care.

i guess we’re really gonna do this.

maybe it’s my own heart on the line here — i’m in too deep.

the things you say i know you don’t mean

but

i want to hold you accountable.

i want to keep you sane — because i know you’re losing your mind.

i want to make sure you always stay pure — because you have a heart of gold.

i know you mean well.

i know you’ve never really done this.

i want to guide you

and

help you understand that a relationship isn’t always rainbows and unicorns.

most days it’s arguing and figuring out how to move the chest piece — even though we should be playing on the same team.

i’m on your team — i wish you could see that.

babe,

i want you to know

i will not give up

so easily

because

you have made my days brighter.

you have made me feel loved

and

adored.

you have given me another sense of purpose.

so please

let’s not do this.

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