[center]We argued
on an almost everyday basis..
But I (unintentionally) started them
Because I missed him
Or because he did something
Something stupid, and little
But it was enough to hurt
And with me hurt turns to anger
Always has
I couldn't even tell you why
That's what I grew up seeing
my parents were always hurt
so they were always angry, too
I learned a lot from them
Like how to not talk about things
Or how to isolate myself
Oh, and talk down on myself
But never how to love myself
And because of that
I've never been able
to properly love anyone..
I may have found someone
Just as fucked up as I am
And I love him 
More than words can say
But we both know
we're no good for each other
So now I'm sitting here
Bawling my eyes out
Like a wolf
In love with its moon
Howling
Crying out for a love
It will (probably) never touch (again).[/center]