By Crystal
Date: 5 April 1999

Complaints

     Complaints

I hate the way you never think of my feelings,
the way you walk into a room barely acknowledging my existance,
and the way you say you love me,
but never show it as much as I need you to.

Oh, and the way you take forever to get ready to go somewhere,
never once in a rush to do anything.
You could live your life never making any plans in advance.

I hate the way I always have to call you,
to ask you out for lunch,
and the way everything has to be sooo--
perfect with you.

I hate you never ask my opinion on anything,
just assuming you know.
Not to mention the way you irritatingly drive my car.

I hate the way I am,
when I'm with you.
Swept off my feet, craving for your attention,
hopelessly in love with you,
but always wanting more than you offer.

I hate the way, during an arguement,
I think you'll break up with me.
I hate that you don't love me ,
the same as I love you.