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Something I wrote for a friend.. thought I would share it on here. 
The problem with women is this.
They're ******* complicated.
Rundown of what a man can say, and a womans counter reaction:
Man: I really care about you
Woman: If you cared you'd show it
Man: I really want to show you how much I care
Woman: I don't want you to show it
Man: I'm sorry
Woman: You annoy me
Man: Let me explain...
Woman: I don't want to hear it.
Man: Then let me show it
Woman: I'm not interested in seeing it.
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And the viscious circle continues.
Woman, if you had any idea how honest, and caring I really was, then maybe you would know that I only want the best for you. I know you might not care that I want the best for you, especially when you're mad at me, but it comes with being in love. I know you might not believe that I love you, but I do. I cannot always show it, sometimes for reasons beyon my own power. Woman, when you smile, you really do make my world turn upside down. You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world, just to be able to see you smile.
When you're sad, I cringe at the thought. When you're mad, I consolidate you... to no avail. Unless you really, and truly, have made a bond with me beyond that of a regular relationship, you are turned off by my consolidation - probably cause it only makes you think of all the wrong I've done in the past. Who am I to consolidate you... right?
I can do no right by you. And sometimes I can do no wrong. I am always in the middle, fighting a battle on a field where I'm as blind as a bat, and as crippled as a rock. I never know what to say, or how to say it, but my gosh, I wish I could say it all. I wish I could show you my love beyond everything.
When you hurt me, I take it in stride Woman... I'm not even pained by it. I consistently stand up tall, and admit to my actions, and admit I was wrong. But you're never happy with my apologies, and my taken responsibility - it's all a little to played out for you.
If I am happy, you make me sad, simply to know that you are the only one who can make me feel that way. Sometimes when I am happy, you still keep me happy... that's the best time. But I don't know if the feelings behind that smile are genuine, or all cut up. And when I try to dig in too far to find out, I almost always end up being pushed away.
I'm never good enough for you, yet you're always trying to find ways to tell me that you've had enough. When I am good enough for you, you're always trying to find ways to get more out of me.
I wish you could love me like I love you.
I wish you could see that I cry tears that don't even feel like they're from my eyes sometimes, but they feel like they've been tapped right from my heart. I wish you could hear the screams I cry out for you when you leave me... the bitter taste in my mouth that I get when I know you have betrayed me.
The last thing I wish you could see is that I would take you back in a heartbeat, after all this... if it meant one more moment of loving you.
You're all I've got. And all I live for. And all I want.
And I'm sorry these words aren't enough for you.
They're ******* complicated.
Rundown of what a man can say, and a womans counter reaction:
Man: I really care about you
Woman: If you cared you'd show it
Man: I really want to show you how much I care
Woman: I don't want you to show it
Man: I'm sorry
Woman: You annoy me
Man: Let me explain...
Woman: I don't want to hear it.
Man: Then let me show it
Woman: I'm not interested in seeing it.
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And the viscious circle continues.
Woman, if you had any idea how honest, and caring I really was, then maybe you would know that I only want the best for you. I know you might not care that I want the best for you, especially when you're mad at me, but it comes with being in love. I know you might not believe that I love you, but I do. I cannot always show it, sometimes for reasons beyon my own power. Woman, when you smile, you really do make my world turn upside down. You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world, just to be able to see you smile.
When you're sad, I cringe at the thought. When you're mad, I consolidate you... to no avail. Unless you really, and truly, have made a bond with me beyond that of a regular relationship, you are turned off by my consolidation - probably cause it only makes you think of all the wrong I've done in the past. Who am I to consolidate you... right?
I can do no right by you. And sometimes I can do no wrong. I am always in the middle, fighting a battle on a field where I'm as blind as a bat, and as crippled as a rock. I never know what to say, or how to say it, but my gosh, I wish I could say it all. I wish I could show you my love beyond everything.
When you hurt me, I take it in stride Woman... I'm not even pained by it. I consistently stand up tall, and admit to my actions, and admit I was wrong. But you're never happy with my apologies, and my taken responsibility - it's all a little to played out for you.
If I am happy, you make me sad, simply to know that you are the only one who can make me feel that way. Sometimes when I am happy, you still keep me happy... that's the best time. But I don't know if the feelings behind that smile are genuine, or all cut up. And when I try to dig in too far to find out, I almost always end up being pushed away.
I'm never good enough for you, yet you're always trying to find ways to tell me that you've had enough. When I am good enough for you, you're always trying to find ways to get more out of me.
I wish you could love me like I love you.
I wish you could see that I cry tears that don't even feel like they're from my eyes sometimes, but they feel like they've been tapped right from my heart. I wish you could hear the screams I cry out for you when you leave me... the bitter taste in my mouth that I get when I know you have betrayed me.
The last thing I wish you could see is that I would take you back in a heartbeat, after all this... if it meant one more moment of loving you.
You're all I've got. And all I live for. And all I want.
And I'm sorry these words aren't enough for you.
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