Why Poem by beckiie sutherland

Why do you always do this to me
its getting old cant you see
stop saying your over me i know its a lie
theres so many nights you made me cry
as soon as i start to forget about you
you start saying i miss you too
maybe its a sign were a perfect pair
but not seeing you makes life unfair
some days i wish you weren't real
but without you my heart wouldn't heal
lets give this feeling another try
i know the flame to our fire didnt die