It's like I fell in and out of love
Every time you smiled and every time you didn't
To me
Your moods were the one thing that decided if the earth was going to rotate that day
If it was going to rain
Was this day worthy enough for you?
No matter what they thought about you
Or no matter how much they screamed
And yelled
And hit me
I couldn't stop defending you
Because In a way
I thought the way you treated me was okay.
It wasn't okay.
I guess
What I'm trying to say
Is that I love you
In a terrible way
That doesn't make It love.
Desperation is what is was;
Not love
