I Hate Arguing

When the one person you want to talk to doesn’t want to talk to you, what do you do?

Laying here crying silent tears dreaming about a conversation that can’t be had. Is it my bad?

Am I too emotional for you or do you not have the time for me to speak what’s on my mind?

Is it my anxiety that triggers this inside of me, this feeling of needing reassurance?

You say it’s over, let’s squash it… but your actions say different.

I don’t speak because you’ve deafened my sound by saying me complaining is tearing you down, when all I want is to be heard.

Can you listen to the words?

Not the volume, the attitude and the body language I give. It seems intense but I just want communication and a conversation that leads to comprehension and understanding.

Is that too much to ask?

Mental instabilities are violating our ability to calm down and breathe together.

Can we stand the bad weather?

I pour out my soul the only way I know without bleeding on someone else’s shirt, within my words.

Basically what I am saying to you is please flip the view and stand in my shoes before you conclude that all I want is an attack on your being.
I can’t be the only one seeing.

Baby please come back and hold me, touch me, kiss me, and remind me of your love… a simple hug. Is that too much?

Please help me soothe my anxiety by letting me feel, touch, smell, and see that you still love me.

Please…

I Hate Arguing by Audiaunna Dooley