You say a lot of stupid things
And I don’t stop loving you
But I ask a question
You find stupid
You get mad and treat me with hate
You say anything you want to me
All the time and I’m suppose to take it like a joke and roll with it
But if I do it
You just get hateful
After days of us being good.
I guess you’ll always be this way
If a question you don’t like makes you hate me and makes you forget everything good we have then
I know it’s not me.
If I can love the worst you and still be by your side
But you can’t even love me when I ask one question you find stupid then you need to learn how to love better
Cause love isn’t just loving someone when it’s easy. Love is loving someone when it’s not the easiest.
You hate me every other day
But you don’t see yourself and how you are
You say I’m a hypocrite
But you are too
Why do you have to go to the place of hate over something you could just have patience with. You make everything go to shit for the dumbest things
You have more hate in you
Then you do love
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