Does it hurt when,
I turn to leave after our visits?
It does me, afraid of when I leave is that going to make you
turn away.

Does it hurt when,
We don’t see each other for long period of time?
It does me, wondering if you found something new.

Does it hurt when,
I am in your head all the time and you wonder if you’re in
mine?
It does me, I can’t get you out and wonder if I ever cross
yours more then every once in a while.

Does it hurt when,
You look at some thing I gave you and the time I gave you
that trink it?
It does me, I hate looking over there to where I remember
how much I really like you.

Does it hurt when,
You wish I was there so bad that it hurts?
It does me, when I need to talk to you about all the pain I
went through that day just for you to stare at me then to
hug me say it’s okay you understand that you’re here for
me and that you love me.

Does it hurt when,
Want to tell me how you feel so bad but can’t because your
afraid?
It does me, even though you already told me, I’m still
afraid of what you think about me truly.

Dedication: Guess