Inexplicable
We have a strange relationship.
She’s stubborn and I’m persistent.
She’s quiet and I’m loud.
She can convey everything I’m feeling and I can’t get through to her.
It’s frustrating.
On rainy days I like to part her legs and slide in between her, whispering for her to spill.
On summer days when its hot and the days are long
she likes to push my buttons, likes to taunt me because she has something I want,
God does she have something I want.
I get jealous when I see her with other people, using her in the same way I did last night, except she’s better for them and it gets me angry and we fight.
And we yell and scream and then I try to reach her, reach deep into her heart and tap that thing she always gives me but I can’t find it.
It’s frustrating.
So I yell again "why can’t you work for me like you work for them, why can’t you pour out everything to me, why can’t I reach you!"
Then she says it’s not me you need to reach it’s you.
She’s stubborn and I’m persistent.
She’s quiet and I’m loud.
She can convey everything I’m feeling and I can’t get through to her.
It’s frustrating.
On rainy days I like to part her legs and slide in between her, whispering for her to spill.
On summer days when its hot and the days are long
she likes to push my buttons, likes to taunt me because she has something I want,
God does she have something I want.
I get jealous when I see her with other people, using her in the same way I did last night, except she’s better for them and it gets me angry and we fight.
And we yell and scream and then I try to reach her, reach deep into her heart and tap that thing she always gives me but I can’t find it.
It’s frustrating.
So I yell again "why can’t you work for me like you work for them, why can’t you pour out everything to me, why can’t I reach you!"
Then she says it’s not me you need to reach it’s you.