FMAfreakoid

Why do we smile? because we need to Why should we smile? because we want to Why don't we smile? because we can't Why are you smiling? because I need to Why do we cry? because we are sad Why should we cry? because we are happy Why don't we cry? because we shouldn't Why are you crying? because I'm sad Why do we shout? because we are angry Why should we shout? because we are happy Why don't we shout? because we shouldn't Why do you shout? because I'm angry Why do we love? because we can Why should we love? because we care Why don't we love? because we care Why do you love? because i care Why don't you smile? because I can't Why do you cry?

I realize now that it is my own fault the situation has become what it is. It was not him who had changed, it wasn't her, it wasn't any of them. it was me. Something changed inside of me. Its harder to smile, he irritates me far more, and i isolate myself. But even though I spit angry words at him, even though my every word burns him, even when I have nothing but venom and annoyance in my voice... he always comes back. Though he makes me bare my fangs, never once have I looked back and felt dislike or hate towards him. It has always been care. Care and concern. He really is family to me. But what I fear most, is the day he stops coming back

THANK YOU MOST GRACIOUSLY FOR THE BADGE OF LLAMA