So softly, into my ear.

There are times when everything
feels like it never changed.
As though you didn't stay mad
at the thing I didn't do.

You hold me, and kiss me,
and everything is alright again.
I can touch you, and hold you,
without being pushed away.

I can look into your eyes,
and not see the anger, or the hate.
You look at me with those eyes,
and I fall in love all over again.

I've walked up to you time and again,
and kissed that soft part of your neck.
You closed your eyes, parted your lips,
and sighed so softly, into my ear.

And then, it all just falls to dust,
when you get so cold with me.
It all fades away so quickly, again,
when you say those words again.

You say you don't want to be with me,
and that you still hate me.
You say it so matter of factually,
like it would never bother me at all.

That thing you hate me for,
that thing I haven't done for you.
It will get done, soon, just like I said,
and promised, and swore to.