**My Love/Hate Relationship**

It's all about you.
You take and take until I think you can't take anymore.
But, then you keep at it.
It never ends.
You never give up.
I let you into my life thinking you were a reprieve,
but then you consume me until I have no strength.
I'm tired.
I've got nothing left in me.

Just when I think I've come up for air,
the voices in my head call out for you.
I get weak,
and just like a blanket over a chilled body,
you cover me and smother me.
It's warm and gripping and all together comforting.

It's all about you and how you make me feel.
It's all about you . . .
and nothing else can even compare to how I feel about being whisked away with you.

I dream about you.
I think about you.
Day and night, I am haunted by your words.
Day and night, I am cursed by your serenity.

It's all about you.
Why must you consume me into another world?
Why must you hurdle me into leaps and bounds?
Why must you take over my life and force me to think outside the box?

It's all you and you are all that I think about.
My love/hate relationship with you consumes me in every possible way.

Reading and writing is who you are.
You are my imagination.
You are my curse.
You are my pride and joy.

Reading and writing is who you are.
I welcome you into my life.
Diversion or not,
like a switchblade knife you cut deep,
but clot when it's hot.

You never cease to amaze me.
Take me away, far away.
Reading and writing is who you are.

Reading and writing is my love/hate relationship.