is it my heart (or yours) that feels pain when we don’t see eye to eye. when the words that we speak (or yell) ignite fire inside to burn us out.
while my skin tingles (and your body warms) on the thought of being forever torn apart inside from restlessness and confusion.
i’ll give up and give out (the answer to our problems) remedies and blown out excuses to cover up mistakes i made in my mindset.
ease up on me (or break me anew) again, i can’t stand to fight my own demons without you pointing out their flaws.