Unspoken Thoughts

You scream, you hit,
How do you expect me to forgive you?

Yet I understand your truly not yourself.

Because before,
-Before what i do not know-
You were most definitely not what you are now
You actually seemed happy to live with me
You seemed to want to hear about my day
You actually wanted to play
You were there for me
You did your job!

Now you call me for forgiveness
But I know things will never be what they were
Yet I'm so very confused,
Because I know I love you
But I now ignore you
And when I do talk to you,
I hate to hear your voice.

I'm just trying to protect my heart,
From being broken the way it did.