• how can you love me
    when all i do is nothing
    when i can't talk to you
    when the smallest things make me cry?

    what have i done
    to deserve this undying affection
    to know a person so accepting
    so willing to love, not judge?

    why put up with me
    when others could make you happier
    when i don't act as some percive i should
    when i can give you so little for the love you have shown me?

    what is love anyway?
    surely not a one-way street
    through a small down
    more like a highway
    going in more directions than anyone could count

    but why do we go on it
    if we know we might be reduced
    to mere roadkill?