It’s ok

i’m happy

i’m good

i really am happy.

How many times do i have to lie for things to actually be ok?

How many nights do i have to cry?

How many fights do we have to have?

How many attacks can i have?

How many nightmares may i dream?

Until things get better..

Or until you have enough and leave?

becuase face it,

everyone leaves me.

i may be annoyed by the way you act sometimes

or by some of the things you do

but no one could ever make me love you any less

or them any more

not even the one who spends money on me

or the one who gives me constant attention

or the one who writes me poetry

or the one who whispers sweet nothings in my ear

because at the end of the day

im still thinking of you

and all the ways and reasons

i love you

and how in the big picture

you make me happier

than any of those people combined

you dont have to buy my love

or fake your way to my love

becuase i love you

just the way you are

i love the good side of you

the annoying side of you 

and the bad side of you

and despite all our stupid arguements

i wouldnt give you up

if my life depended on it.