A rant about frustrations to do with love.
The Seesaw effect:
What a tumultuous effect you have on my life. For ever swinging my emotional state up and down. One minute you are sweet and the next you are a ferocious werewolf, ready to tear me limb from limb. You are the roller coaster to hell and back. The haunted amusement park I convinced my friends to skip school to visit. The kinda story where people end up fighting and dying in.
This sick obsessive panting over you must stop. My heart can not take the mountain of hurt you provide. Sometimes love just isn’t enough. Sometimes the hurt out weighs the good times. Life never guaranteed the happy ending for everyone. Someone’s gotta hurt, but it ain’t gonna be me!
But then you do something cute, or funny, and I am crippled by my love for you. I swing back to the other direction, and fall all over for you again. It’s sick. This back and forth must end. Even if it’s just so I’ll shut up, over you.