The Times

Sometimes I want him to believe in me.
Sometimes I don't want him to believe in me.
Sometimes I just live and that's enough.
All the times I breathe and nothing phases me.
Sometimes I need him to care.
Sometimes I think, I need him not to care.

Sometimes I want to trust him.
Sometimes I don't know who to trust.
Sometimes I want to hate but can only love.
Sometimes I want to love but can only hate.
Sometimes I want to cry but can only scream.
Sometimes I worry about the future times.

Many times I am wrong and many times right.
Many times I am the only one to blame.
Many times I fall apart and every time he puts me back together.
Many times I runaway just so he can find me.
Many times I try to be better and independent.
Many times I fall flat on my face.

All the times I try to hold back only pull me closer.
All the times I try to pretend not to care, cause me to care even more.
All the times I breakdown and come back up.
All the times I try not to care.
All these times, he is there.