The point

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By wishing_on_stars

What's the point? The point to falling in love? Things never go smoothly They never end up happily There's always something to fight about Something the other doesn't see A bothersome quality that haunts you And you don't know what to say, to do When it's brought up, an argument arises All the things that were never said Now thrown completely in the open The blow just can't be softened I hate what we've become Reduced to written messages Instead of face-to-face Always having to ask to suprise you You bring that up like I have a choice That's not me, it's all you What the hell am I supposed to do?

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