I love you.
I love you more than my heart can take,
but yet,
I still take your moods.
Even if I'm mad as hell at you,
I'm still here for you.
I'll always be here.

You push and you push,
but then you bring me right back into your loving arms.
Right when I think I'm starting to understand you,
you take a 180 degree turn,
and you're back to pushing.

Sometimes I wish you could just make your mind up,
I'm exhausted of your swings,
and just when I think I'm going to be okay,
you come into my presence,
and my feelings comes back.

I just want you to hold me.
Hold me like there's no other being on the planet.
Like I'm more than sex to you.
for you to actually care.

But i suppose I'll never be anything,
but some one to fall on,
when the world falls on you.
And that's the way it is,
and that's the way it'll stay.
I love you,
and even if you don't feel the same,
I always will.