Why? Why do you continue to love me when I can feel the pain I'm causing your heart? Why? Why are you still here when what we had fell apart? I know...I know each day I spend with him pushes you further away. I can see how your heart slowly decays. The heart you gave to me so long ago, it seems, is beating with no life. Knowing that I am the cause of what you now feel...makes me cry.

Saying "I'm sorry" doesn't seem like enough. Actually, I don't think that anything I do will ever be enough. But, I truly am sorry for putting you through this. I'm trying to think of ways to fix it. Sometimes, I think it would be easier if communication with you and I just ceased. But then...we could have to pretend that what we had...have...didn't exist.

Why? Why do you just accept the constant state that you're in? Why? Why haven't you just taken off and run? I don't think I truly understand what goes through your mind and soul. Then again...maybe I understand it...not in the pieces you show me...but as a whole. But still...why torture yourself so? Why are you choosing to hurt...why are you?

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