I have stayed up many long nights
thinking about our horrible fights.
Friends and family say we are a lost cause.
WhenIthink of their wordsI start to pause.
I think of all the things you have said,
and contemplate our relationship with dread.
My eyes begin to well up with tears,
andI think of all my many fears.
I think of how you hurt yourself all the time.
I have the Tequila but where is the lime?
You say that you dont want to drink,
because apparently it makes you think
About all of the times we have shared,
and all of the times you said you cared.
But what has this relationship come to?
When you drink to forget thoughts of me and you.
You have been to the hospital for a drinking condition.
Why haveI put myself in this position?
I love you more than you could know,
more than I am capable to show.
Sometimes i ask myself "where is the trust?"
Was all we had just passion and lust?
Obviously there were no feelings from you,
when you asked to start our relationship anew.
You have chosen alcohol over me.
In the beginningI did not, but nowI see.
(c) Amber Robinson January 21, 2006
