Days Go By

I don't get it
sometimes we have
great days.
days when we laugh until we cry.
days when we get along and talk
days when we insult each other freely
(and kiddingly).

but mostly we have
horrible days.
days when we're at each others' throats.
days when we hate each others' attitudes.
days when we scream and yell and fight and cry.

I can't stand this anymore.
I love you.
I really truly do love you.
I want you to see that
but you never do.

we only get along
when we're too tired to fight.
when we're too tired to snap.

mama,
I love you.
mama,
I care about you.

mama,
I'm sorry.


-I just want these fights to be over.-

<|3 = brittany