he looks into my soul and i close my eyes.

why do i have to keep explaining who i am to the person who is supposed to love me?  why can’t he just love me for who i am?

he asks me why and i deny.  it’s easier than stating the answer, i’m just to insecure for you.

sometimes i want to scream at him to leave me alone.  i like to be quiet and never tell you the actual truth because to say it hurts to much.

i want him to be an asshole so i can leave him, but at the same time, i love him so much more that anything.  my pours bleed his name.

and now, i am lost in the question.

why am i doing this?  why am i in a relationship that calls into question who i am?