She asked me why you stare at me.

I’m staring at you because your eyes are glowing and beautiful.

I’m staring at you because your lips are beautiful, soft, and urge to kiss.

I’m staring at you because you’re beautiful and I want to be with you.

There is nothing in the world that I want but you.

I don’t want to hurt you like others would have done to you.

I promise you that.


Then she asked why you broke that promise to me.

Why did you hurt me? I thought you loved me.

Wanted to be with me

Marry me?

Now I just can’t stand looking at you

I’ve forgiven you.

Trusted you.

And now you can’t call.

It hurts when you say you’re my friend.

Now you’re just my foe.

I know love comes first.

But why did you mess with me if you're in love with another gurl.

Here is a question I need to ask myself:

Why does it still hurt?

 
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