True.

I fight it.
I beg and plead for it to
Leave me alone.
I don’t need or want you here.
Stay out of my house.
I’ve done fine without you
For this long.
You’ve had chances and they’ve ended in:

A) Empty beds
B) Late nights
C) hospital visits
D) All of the above

No more chances.
I’m comfortable here.
I know what to do here.
But,
At the end of the day,
I just want to be in love.