Why did you tell me
That everything was great?
Why did you tell me
That it was the perfect date?
Why did you look at me
With care and joy?
Why did you see
That I was a great boy?
Why did you ask me
Never to leave?
Why did I ask you
To do the same for me?
Why did you show me
The beautiful you inside?
Why did you then
Run off and hide?
Why did I think
I was one swell guy?
Why did you
Tell me the same and lie?
Why did you end it
Saying I had issues?
Why did I even still
Long to kiss you?
Why did you tell me
You thought we could be friends?
Why did I believe you
And try and make amends?
Why do you avoid me
And tell me we should wait?
Why do I still care
And think it’s not too late?
Why do I still think
There’s something I did wrong?
Why is it still
For you that I long?
Why is it now
We don't even speak?
What is it about me
That you find weak?
I guess I have some issues
That give you some concern,
But I hope that we can works things out
And become close again in turn.
I know that we were us
For only two short weeks
But I still cared for you
And thought you very sweet.
But oh well I say
I have my box of tissues
I doubt you will write back
I guess I still have issues