the cold in his heart is a part of me that never lets go even thou

i give him what he wants he stairs and haunts.

he hurts me in a way that i did somthing wrong and he made me pay.

i have asked him to leave but he would rather stay.

every day i see he is thier with me

he took on my name and now every thing he dose i am to blame

every time i wish to be free he looks at me and grins.

every time we fight he wins

after all we have gone thought he is not so bad

some times whene i become sad he cares.

i love him and am glad when he is not mad!