Why do I still hurt?
and why do I still cry?
Why do I still want you,
when all you did was lie?
Why do I still have all this pain?
Why won’t it go away?
Why do I still think of you,
each and every day?
Why do all these tears,
still run down my face?
Why does my heart feel so shattered,
and torn out of place?
Why do I feel so alone?
Why do I still miss you?
and wonder where you are,
When you don’t do it too?
Why do I still care,
and hope one day you’ll call?
When you could just be sitting there,
hoping I won’t call at all?
Why do I still have this hope,
that you still care for me too?
When you probably don’t think of me,
the way I think of you?
Why do I still feel,
like my hearts’ been torn in half?
Why do I care when as far as I know,
all you did was laugh?
Why do I still feel,
like you still hold my heart?
When for years now,
We’ve been split apart?
Why do I still remember,
everthing you would do?
I wish now that I would have said,
That I really do love you.
I remember the way you held my hand,
and the way that you kissed me.
I don’t think you do but I keep hoping,
that maybe you too miss me.
Why do I even wonder?
Why do I still care?
Why do I dream,
and keep wishing you were there?
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