Dear You

I'm surprised we haven't fought yet.
But I think we're both too much the same for our own good.
I wanted to fight you, just once.
So that I had some hope that our relationship was going well.
It's either we both agreed on things,
or I was being your little ragdoll and agreeing with everything you said.
I realize now with a little help from friends that that's all I did.
I agreed and nodded along letting you do everything you wanted.
But I'm not saying it's your fault.
Not at all.