Differences In Love

Baby, the difference between you and I, is that if you call me at four in the morning drunk and sad, I'll answer the phone after the first ring, but it takes 4 calls and a voice mail to get a text back from you after midnight.

I'll love you when you're laying curled up in a ball because your grandmother passed away, and I'll wipe away every tear you shed, but you won't even pick up the phone, so tell me who to call tonight when I'm breaking down.

I'll kiss you when you think I've done you wrong, when you think I don't give a damn, when you're mad and telling me no, I'll make it okay, but you only walk away when I open my mouth to say that I wish you'd answer my calls.

Baby, the difference between you and I, is that I love you with all I have, and I show it with every kiss I can give you, and every chance that I get, but you only show me affection when we're laying side by side in bed, after we've made love, or some imitation of it.

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