Why can't we just love each other?

We're both too willing to search for
imperfections
whilst overlooking the
near-perfections.

I fell in love with you for a reason.
But through the angry tears
I can hardly see why.

We are both at fault.

We push, yell, and scream,
in hopes of winning.
Winning what?                                   I only want to love you forever.
Disrespect?
More contempt?                                                            Why can't you see that?