inevitable

Isn't it strange that you can have all this stuff going round in
your head but are unable to tell the person it's about.
What are you thinking?
I wish I knew.
I wish you could see inside me.
See what really makes me tick.
See what's in my heart.
Before it falls apart.

I know you're not happy. You must know that I am not too.
If im prepared to give you up, prepared to let you walk away -
It's not because I want to
Or because I don't love you.
It's because I don't know what to do anymore and I don't like this
place I am at.
I would rather have you as a friend then hate you.
I would rather you have me as your friend then hate me.
As a person your cool, charming, funny, witty, sensitive and possess a
beautiful smile; I love it when you smile, it kind of melts me and
makes me feel ashamed if im mad at you.
And I like kissing you.
And I know you like kissing me.

When you step into a relationship things change.
It's like having a shiny red two-seater Ferrari, a car you love and
admire. But if it was yours it would be so impractical for you, your
partner and the three kids.
The person you thought was so cool still is, just - there at a
different place, different season, different time. Have a different
outlook.

Could you go through a day without finding something you don't like
about my personality?
I never tried to hide it; maybe you were not looking hard enough.
It's me and - if you don't like it -
Maybe you don't really like me.
Be honest because if you choose me,
Its part of the package.
I guess a bit like an all night drinking session,
The hangover comes like it or not, are you willing for the
consequences.

Life would be simple if we were clones.
Boring yes, but less painful.
Imagine a partner that would give you what you want before you even
asked.
Who wanted exactly the same things as you at the same time.
No arguments no frustrations.
All you would do is laugh, chat and make love.
Cool eh?

I'm told we have a free will and we should choose to love
someone.
It's a choice that we make, not an impulse that fades like every other
worldly thing.
God made us and he chooses to love us, he does not have to, he chooses
to.
We are meant to be like God.
Can a square fit into a circle? Are we different shapes?
Can shapes co-exist and is Elvis alive?

Is it worth it?
Is it disobedient to God to quit when we think he wants it?
Is love easy or is it like banging your head against a brick
wall.
I have been banging my head against a brick wall,
And it's sore.

I worry we will resent each other.
That we are going round in circles and the only sure thing is
resentment.
It will strangle our friendship and squeeze out the life.
All that will be left is love-making and bitching.
The calm before the storm, because -
After the love-making,
There will be just sadness.
Until the inevitable.

Isn't it strange that you can have all this stuff going round in your
head but are unable to tell the person it's about.
What are you thinking?
I wish I knew.
I wish you could see inside me.
See what really makes me tick.
See what's in my heart.
Before it falls apart.