Hang On

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 heartache

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 WriterDay 26 prompt: For the First Time: The Script