defending

While others question why.

I defend you.

They don’t understand how you can do this.  Be this way.

I defend you.

They say they hate you.  I tell them to hate the situation, not you.

Never you.

The stares and whispers from those that have heard the rumours, the allegations, the threats.

I defend you.

The lies and fabrications designed to cut me to the core.

I defend you.

You tear me down.  You seem hell bent on completely destroying me.

Anything.  Everything you can possibly do to get me to stop caring.

Yet, here I am, still defending you.  Your actions.  Your words.

Forgive her. She knows not what she does.

But she may just kill me in the process.