It’s funny

It’s funny how you can love me right off the back knowing extensively how broken I am.
Funny how you stuck by my side when I had no one...I needed that.  
Shredding my soul piece by piece mending my broken parts with your every touch, making me dependable on your presence.
It took one misunderstanding, a mere culture clash better yet your immaturity to uproot the heart you planted in my chest to love you.
Now I'm stuck in limbo, hurt and lost but not confused because you say you want me you show me as well but only sexually...
The plans we've made are now up in the air because you can't make up your mind whether you want to have me for eternity or until you find “the one”.
Just remember that you created this monster that will never be the seedling you nurtured initially.