Fight

My boyfriend seems to be a good source of my writing. I wrote this during a fight we had.

Thoughts of you spin around my head
I can’t shake them away, they are there to stay
I pull my hair, scratch my eyes
Nothing helps, I’m going insane.

These fights we have, I’m sick of them
It’s all we do, yell and scream
Never before have I cried so much
So depressed, the sun won’t shine on me

I see your face and smiling eyes
I want your arms around me, protecting me
In your embrace the world is gone
But the fights always emerge again.

Am I over reacting, or is this real
Please let me know what to do
I can’t bear the thought of being without you
You are my world, let’s not fight.