Conflicted

Love can be conflicting at times.

Conflicted



You threw me to the floor.

Then viciously ripped my heart from my chest.

You chewed it into little pieces

Then into my face you did spat.



I should not be conflicted

When you come back around.

I should remember the fighting…

My love being thrown to the ground.



I should not be conflicted

When I look into your eyes and see

The young man I once loved

Staring straight back at me.



I should not be conflicted

I should remember who you are

You are the tormentor of my dreams

The monster behind the charm



I should not be conflicted

When you say you want another chance.

You bait me with your pretty face

And your blue eyes in a glance.



I should not be conflicted.

When you come knocking at my door.

I should tell you to just go away,

That I don’t want you anymore.



But see, I am conflicted.

Not thinking right at all.

My heart is telling me one thing

My head is telling me not to fall.