A Text... Poem by Veronica T. C.

Every-time we fight,
I can't think straight,
When I text you,
I can't bear to look at the next text,
Because I am scared to see,
What you might say next,
I love you so much!
That I hate to see us fight,
Is fighting,
A way for you to say,
Do you love me?
Or is it a way for you to test me?
If I'll leave,
These are are the questions,
I ask my self at night,
I can never sleep,
Because all I do,
Is think about you.