Why must it hurt to be in love?
It feels like punishment from somewhere above.
He’s still here or so he claims.
I feel like it’s me that he blames.
Why must it hurt to hold on tight?
Why can’t he be here to hold me at night?
His arms wrapped around me, so comfy and secure
And now I realize that he just isn’t sure.
Am I not good enough to hold on to his heart?
Will she win this game and pull us apart?
It’s not fair for her to step in.
How can I make her go away again?
Why must I feel so lost and confused?
How did my heart get this bruised?
How can I go on not knowing what to do?
All I wanted to hear is “Honey, I love you.”
Copyright ©2007 Bridget Lynn Gentry
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