This isn't love
It's not how it's supposed to be.
As you turn the Lights off,
And the curtains close
You realize nothing's right -
And nothing's wrong.
The blanket slides over your body,
As u reminisce about the older times-
When you both were happy as a pie.
Fighting was not how you communicated,
But Now the lights off, the credits start.
This isn't love, I tell you.
Lock the doors and shut your mind
Contemplate what went wrong
-Crying yourself to sleep,
As you tell yourself you did no wrong.
He's right next to you, thinking what wrong he did,
Making you mad and angry inside;
As he stares at you with blank hateful eyes,
You realize nothing's right,
And nothing's wrong.
