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