Everyone cant handle a love like ours.
Whether i decide to share you or not thats our business.
I can keep my cool seeing you with her on the streets because I know later on ill be in your sheets.
"Is this love toxic" I keep asking you.
"One day Im gone leave you alone" I keep saying but in reality...
The way you handle me I cant help but stay.
Some may say this is not love.
Some also say "love hurts."
I dont understand because as blunt and disrespectful as you may be to me, It has never hurts me.
You do you, I do me. Thats just how its always been.
You cross the line sometimes by talking to my friends.
But I have to ask myself is there even a line there to be crossed?
The arguements always end in the best Ive ever had.
So I ask myself" when will i reach my breaking point?"
This isnt love, this cant be love.
So what is love? Do every relationship have to be the same in order to be considered love?
I disappear or you disappear when its too much to handle.
You call me crazy, I tell everyone youre lame but Im always running back to your lame ass !
So what will it take?
After all we've been through....
I know one thing :
A restraining order pretty much means we're breaking up.