Why?

Tired emotionally, tired of being good, of keeping something inside yourself from damaging the heart of your half?

Why must it be a sacrifice, for not being you but it's really you being like that.

Im not good at writing yet poems are my specialty.

But does this makes me a little less lucky for me having you, the one i love the most yet despise some of your words or action?

Time will tell and i hope im waiting for the right cause.

And i also believe in us.