Why? (aka Never Fall In Love With Your Best Friend)

Why?
Why aren't I good enough?
I love you.
Shouldn't *that* be enough?
Why do you cast me aside so easily?
Why am I so unimportant?

I do everything,
Everything I can to please you.
I've stayed by your side,
By your side all these years.
All I want is your love.
Why don't you care?

It hurts.
It hurts *so* much.
It hurts to cry.
It hurts to love you.
Why does it hurt?

It shouldn't.
Love is supposed to be a good, happy feeling.
Instead, it's a cruel torment inside my heart.
Why can't you love me?
What did I do to push you away?

Why can't you see,
That we were made for each other?
I can help you,
Help you with your pain.
And you can help me with mine.
We can stop each other's tears
If only you would love me...

But you won't.
Why?
Why won't you?
Why can't you see me,
the way I see you?
The way I love you...
Why?

Why...

A/N: It hurts to be in love with someone who doesn't love you back. Anway, this is a simple poem of no great value. Just a babble of words that I frantically put together in about fifteen minutes at 1 in the morning.