Tiresome Love Poem by miranda scales

Loving him ain't easy.
It's tiresome and rough.
It breaks down strong walls that I built to be tough.

Tiresome I am of loving this long.
And feeling so weak when I want to be strong.
To rest in this love would be like heaven to me.
Because through the tears and pain, with him is where I want to be.
And to dream of us forever would do me just fine.
and wake up to the reality of his love being all mine.
Oh how I wish we could do all of the above.
Because the reality of it all is I'm tired of this tiresome love.