I look into her eyes
Tears overflowing
and dripping down her cheeks like a waterfall
Her lips quiver, getting ready to cry more,

It seems that whenever I’m with her
I yell "I hate you".
Something I say to her so much It doesn’t feel like it had any meaning
A word that is wedge,
that drives us further apart.
A word that I say
When I mean,
Why?
Why aren’t you listening
A word that I scream (SCREAM) when I feel like crying.

Whenever I’m with her
she’s upset and she slams the wooden door in my face.
The little breeze
Followed by a loud crack (here)
As it shuts close,
and my insides tighten.
She says she learns it from me.

And whenever she’s with me
She always ends up sobbing.
Her sky blue shirt
Spot by spot
turning into a salty navy color

I always I worry that I’m not able to say
The unsaid things that are waiting to be said:
Things like "I'm sorry" .
My pride, a disease, that hurts
everyone, especially me.

I hope
I really hope,
that she doesn’t learn
from me.

But Whenever she’s with me
She knows when I’m mad.
And Soon I see
her shadow lurking
Underneath my closed door.
An envelope always appears
Colored by crayons with roses and hearts
With writing that I know will make me take everything back.
But sometimes I want to stay angry
Whenever I need her,
I always see Her face squished through the
Bottom of the door,
And I always open it a crack.Just for a while
And let it consume me.
I want to feel like I have something to
Hold on to.
Showing her that I
Can hold a grudge.
But I always reach out and grab the letter.


Whenever I see the picture,
Scribbled on like it’s unimportant.
It makes me smile (smile here)
Because
Even the scribbles
Can turn into
Something
That can end a fight:

Because whenever I’m with her
I know that she can still get me.
And I love that she can love and hate me at the same time


And Whenever I need her,
I always see Her face squished through the
Bottom of the wooden door,
And I always open it a crack.