Every time we fight I end up wanting more of you.

Every time I say I hate you my heart bleeds to say I love you.

Every time you speak with your velvety voice I sigh in pleasure as the shivers run over me.

Every time I think of you I fall deeper into despair knowing I can't have you.

Every time you look at me you take a little more of me selfishly for your self.

We always fight. We scream and yell. you say and i say things we don't mean. you make me cry and i make you hate yourself.
And every time I let it all happen because I desperately need you.

You want to know why I'm with him?
It's because I don't want to think of you.

No matter what I do I'm always thinking of you.
No matter who I'm with I always want it to be you.
And I hate you for it.

If your in the room my eyes always have to be on you, if it be that your always in my preipheral vision or my eyes are on you once every minute, as long as I know your there I'm happy enough to smile.

My silent pleas go unheard and my closed mouth screams go unlearned.