Love is Selfish

when we're back to the same old argument.
it just never ends.
you're tired, so am I.
you can't understand, & neither can I.
We're worlds apart and drifting even more.
Now, what do you love me for?

Define love.
The list of all that you love, goes on&on.
What makes you happy?
I'm not the answer.
I'm no longer the only one that fills your heart,
the way you said i was.

You cannot focus, cannot pioritise & neither can you give up.
You're ambitious, too ambitious.
You care?
What do you care about?
Dispatch is at the top of your list.
Its the only thing you're interested in.
Are we so bad that we have nothing more to talk about?
Why bother telling me when i'm never a part of your plans?
I know that I'm never ranked the most important in your life.
& Am i even considered a part of your life?

"If you can't have it all, why not nothing at all"