A walking contradiction, my dear, is what you are,
love me one minute the next you hate me by far.
Say sweet nothings to me and promise me all,
than enjoy immensely how you break me and watch me fall.
Speak of how your immense love for me makes my flaws easy to bear,
than point out how my shortcomings make you miserable and its not at all fair.
Rants of our future and how it belongs to us, we two,
then stabs at the present realizing it's never enough for you.
Touch me tenderly, tease with your flesh so sweet,
then wash my essence off of you as I beg for love at your feet.
Kisses me softly relishing in the taste that is uniquely me,
than spits out my flavor for I misstep and am left lonely as you flee.
Calls me an angel than praises my halo of light,
only later to snarl like a demon discontented to the way I fight.
A submissive woman is what you desire,
I keep to myself, you call me out to be a liar.
I am your everything, you say, the air you breathe,
but as things get rocky you simply up and leave.
With loving arms around my form you're the only one my eyes see,
but your indifference is suffocating and your aloofness can choke me.
The sweetness only lasts so long until I aggravate you more,
the sweetness can no longer mend my heart you bent, broke, and tore.
