I think he loves me
Why?
I don't know
He is too good, just can't be real
No he can't love me
He sits with me when I'm lonely
Inviting me to talk to him
But I can't be bothered
I don't want to talk to him
He can't understand me after all
I'm in pain
He calls me, asking me to tell him where it hurts
"What do you care?" I say to him
When I'm sad
He paints a beautiful picture to cheer me
He sings to me to lighten my heart
But I laugh in jest and walk away
I'm stood up
He comes to offer himself as a substitute
But I don't want him, would rather have the looser that stood me up
Through all these, he hurts
Oh so badly
I see it in his eyes
But I look away
I hear it in his voice
So I shut it out of my head
I wonder why he still offers
After all the disdain I show to all his gestures
I'm lonesome for the one that makes me cry
For the one that hurts me
For the one that hits me
The one that makes me sad
The one that stands me up
Is it too much to ask?
All I'm asking for is love
Please can you tell me where can I find it?
HisDarLyn 2011
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