The Things We Do

~~~June 14, 2004~~~

It’s the things we do
That affect the ones we love
And the things we do,
Will it ever be enough?
It’s the pain we cause and the pain we share
That makes this life so unfair.

It’s the things you do
And the things you say
That cause her to feel that way.
And it’s the games you play
And the affection you show
That has affected her life so;
I hope that she may never know…

And it’s the thoughts you think
And the way you see and are so understanding
That make me feel so undeserving.
It’s the words you speak
And the ones you don’t
That cause me to feel so weak.
It’s the words you speak that amuse me;
It’s the ones you don’t that confuse me.

And it’s the things I want and the way I need
That could push you away from me,
The fear of doing so haunts my every dream,
The possibility of doing so is very daunting.
It’s the way I get frustrated
When I think I’m being manipulated,
But it’s the way I trust you
That makes me want to love you.
It’s the things that you have and haven’t done
That made me want to hate you,
for the way you made me feel,
But I can’t, I won’t, and I never will.