why do we argue?
why do we fight?
thinking love is just right
but then here it comes…
we fight
then take flight
on a sex drive
that feels right…
then we fight
thinking that it was over
but love took a blunder
flopped and goes under
loves bliss
relationships that are dissed
i wish it was simple
as a rosey cheek
or the lovely dimple
just with a kiss…
can the hurt be dismissed
or does it dwells
only to leave swell
on the brain
hurting the heart is just the same
but why do we fight
if the feeling is the same
when one is hurt
two really be blue
argue for what right
but love to take the flight
if that was just as same
as the flames
that remains
in the relationship
when the fighting remains…
but its strange
to see us take hearts
as if it was a card game
that we control…
times searching
but rarely find
what makes us
us
but why do we?