I love you that much is true,
but you can't see it and I don't know what to do,
we broke up countless times,
I'm sick of writing all these pain and sorrow rhymes,
why do you always ask me out then break up with me the next week?
the answer I'm still trying to seek,
I fall for it each time and I don't know why,
why can't either of us say goodbye?
each time we break up we remain good friends,
but this time it's different, I feel like its truly gonna end,
I feel awkward every time we talk on the phone,
maybe its the fact that you're never alone,
that your friends are always there,
saying stuff about what happened between us like they don't care,
you told them about what we tried,
over the phone I can't even hide,
I could of hung up but I'm not that mean,
I just had to listen and almost start crying like a hormone-crazed teen,
I truly love you but you can't see it,
it really makes me feel like shit,
you said you loved me too,
but that wasn't true,
or you wouldn't of broken up with me after six days,
I've had to go through six "okays"
when you brought up "just being friends"
you have no idea how much pain that sends,
if you loved me you would stick with me no matter how far away,
each break up brings back the memory of the first one on Mother's Day,
that was two years ago and it still tears me apart,
each time a fresh new pain starts,
how could my heart go through being torn to shreds six damn times?
two years of coming up with rhyme after rhyme,
two years of sad poems most about you,
can't think of what to do,
how can one guy cause enough pain to write over twenty poems?
each with a different meaning but saying the same thing,
each poem says, "I love you how could you do this to me?
I hate you but I can't let it be."
