You ask me why I am so sad.
I ask you in my head,
Why do I hurt so bad for you?
Why do you look at me
Saying with your voice that you love me,
Saying with your eyes,
You tease me.
It hurts me.
Why do you have two of us,
And I have none of you.
Why did you lie?
I have no clue.
Why you stopped
Loving me,
I know a few.
But I'm still in love with you,
And you know it.
You play with my heart.
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