This Time

As she cries out,
loving me,
wanting me,
I scream, a deafening thing
I need her, I love her,
they tear,
they rip,
they call upon falseness
Yet we scream, we cry,
we love
We fight,
We're getting there, here, us.
♠ ♠ ♠
Just a quick poem written on some pain I don't know how to word.