And maybe that's the reason why I love you

Just like the old relationships, we fight.
It's like trying to talk to someone in a parallel universe.

When I speak, he keeps quiet.
When I repeat, he shouts out of confusion.

'Do you really love me?' I asked him.
His emotions went upsidedown.

In my head, should I let go.
In my heart, there's more to go.

Everything starting to fade.
And I can't help it but cry.

And he knew it without hearing from me.
He asked me, 'what do you want?'

"Time" I answered. "I want to spend time with you."

"But I can't talk when I'm angry. I'm sorry" He replied. "I hate it when you're asking me if I love you because you should know that I do."

"I feel insecure lately." I said. "Let's listen to some music?" I asked.

"Do you want that?" He asked me and I said yes.

We're both introvert, and while listening to music, we're not talking to eachother.

I felt that I still love him. Through chat I said, I love him even when I'm mad at him. I love him and everything's gonna be alright tomorrow.

He said, having the same personality made it harder for us to fix our issues. But we'll make it. And he loves me.