Misfortunes of the Average Lover

Newton's Third Law

Push and pull,
Run to and fro the opposite boughs of my heart
One minute you have me in a lull
And the next, you rip my sanity right apart

Push and pull,
Test my strength
Make me cry and say "it isn't the end"
Stretch my hopes to all ends length
But still I've not broken, it is within me to bend.

Push and pull,
Tell me you love me
Then spend the day acting like I don't exist
Like there's anything more than could be
To be the one, I've checked off all the list.

For years I hoped, for months I dreamt that I was her.
I am her
And for years, for months now I have dreamed
That I could be more than her.