I think.

Storms coming...

 And I don't know If I am ready for it.

The tension had been building,

 And I no longer think I can ignore it.

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The winds are rolling, growing.

 I feel all of the pressure within.

Your words are trolling, boiling.

 Can't take that shit personally again...

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It's not my fault that your mind perceived

 My words as condescending...

You should mind those flairs 

 Or all of this will soon be ending...

I've never been demeaning,

 I despise that "stupid friend" thing...

That shit was rude as hell

 But I just didn't say anything...

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It seems most of the time you can just say anything you like

But if I state my opinion about anything it always starts a fight...

I think

 I think

 I think

 I love you.

I think

 I think I'll stay the night.

Please be patient with my brittle heart,

 I'm trying to do this right...

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If you're thinking about leaving,

 Do it quickly, do It right...

Because you're all I ever wanted 

 I never wanted to fight...

I know your world can be unbalanced,

 you're grinding your teeth at night.

Starving yourself of all affection,

 life can be so black and white.