Love = War

We yell and scream and kick and punch,

They think that we're just a bunch,

Of little kids who complain too much,

But me? I don't think of such.

In truth I suppose it 'coz I love you,

I wonder if you love me to?

But sometimes I just cannot stand you!

So fight and argue is what we do.

We'll always be,

Good friends, you'll see,

No matter how much we fight,

No matter how much we bite.

There are times I want to tell you,

But you piss me off with what you do,

So we fight and punch and kick and yell,

Until we both realize to,

That I love you,

And you love me,

And that's how it ought to be.