It hurts not that you let me go,
although you did.
It hurts not that you sold me,
although you didn't even bid.
I don't mind that you love another,
although with every kiss I know.
I don't mind the lies you tell,
although every day they grow.
It hurts not that you hurt me,
although with every word you do.
All that hurts is that I love you
and that you don't love me too.