I wish I could put down in words...

I wish I could put down in words just how you make me feel. 

I wish I could find a way to perfectly describe how I feel inside when you're around, and when you're absent. 

I wish it was possible for me to tell you these things or at least TRY to explain it. I wish it was possible for you to shut your mouth for once and listen. I mean really listen. To take it in, to process it, to think about where I'm coming from and why I am saying these things to you. 

I wish you'd acknowledge that there are other people, other opinions, other feelings that you have trampled all over without a care. I wish you could look at yourself, and then back at me and understand why I am the way I am around you. I wish you could see that all these things that you dislike in me were created by you. 

I am the makings of those around me. 

I am the makings of all of you.