Sometimes black,
And sometimes white.
But always time
To make it right.
You twist my heart
Into a million pieces,
And catch my breath
Until it ceases
And yet somehow,
It always seems
That you fill my head
With hopeless dreams.
You push me away,
And then pull me back.
Would you quit giving me
A heart attack?
But even after
All of this,
You fix it up
With a little kiss.
Everyday I hate you,
But somehow you still
Managed to get me to love you
Against my ironwill.
