I hurt you, i know
I got crazy sometimes, that’s sure
Your scolding annoyed me, most often
You suck at everything, i always say
But baby, i love you even then.
I am sick and tired, i think so
I went wild for most of the time, i say
You’re a brat , and i scorned you for that
You run back home, I’d prod you
But baby, i’ll miss you when you’re gone.
I needed a break, on this heart ache
I can be gone myself and never comeback
Your smile is all i need to make it all go away
You are what i always dreamed of to have
So baby, please don’t give up on me.
‘Cos I can never make it through without you.
- In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer
Day 26 prompt: For the First Time: The Script