Chapter 3

I hate it when we conflict,

It feels like we too much restrict.

We don't allow ourselves to feel,

The cards we chose to deal.

We sit and argue over everything and nothing.

We have forgotten to let our hearts sing.

Your temper scares me,

Your silence won't let me be.

I am sure my dark side scares you,

I am sure you know my love for you is true.

I hate it when a conflict starts,

It pushes the love out of our hearts.