You Are

You are,
my heart's other half,
my one and only,
my true soulmate,
my boyfriend.

I am,
someone who was broken,
someone who you fixed,
someone you held up high,
someone who broke you.

Where are we now?

I don't know.

Questions upon questions,
that bleed from my mouth,
like a deep cut;
my words laced with venom and anger.

I didn't know.
You wouldn't tell me.
I found what I knew through others.
You said it didn't matter.
I thought it did.

We have been together,
for two and a half years.
Boyfriend and girlfriend.
Lover and lover.

You are,
my first kiss,
my first boyfriend,
my first true love...

And you were the first person I shattered.
♠ ♠ ♠
My boyfriend, Jeremy, and I got into a fight because he hasn't really been telling me what's going on with him getting a job, and things such as that because I'm still a student in my final year of high school. It was a fight that went from small to terrible in a matter of seconds and it scared me to death. I hate getting into fights like this, but it just happens sometimes and it hurts.

I love him to death, but sometimes, I feel like I'm just breaking him.

EDIT: We fixed everything. I talked to him about it and he explained what he could of the entire situation.