Why do I

Why do I want to call him
And tell him I still love him

Why do I have to stop myself
From sobbing
Every time I think of him

Why do I care
If he's happy

Why do I care
If he knows I'm not

Why do I keep having
Those annoying thoughts of him

Why do I still type his name
When I mean to type
Someone elses

Why do I still smile sadly
Every time I see anything
That has to do with him

Why do I care?
Because he's so perfectly imperfect
I just can't stay away...