Why?

I wonder why it is so hard for him to believe me when I say that he is the only one I love.

I wish that he would of just told me that he is like every other guy and that he was just out to break and shatter my heart. Maybe then I wouldn't of made him a priority when he made me an option.

I sometimes look in the mirror with tears rolling down my face and whisper to myself that I can't take it anymore, yet I always think that he's going to change.

Why does it seem like things never go right? Maybe me and him were never meant to be, but then try to explain why he means so much to me.

Why can't he see all the hurt and pain he put me through. Didn't he know how much I really meant I love you when I said it.

I love him more than he'll ever know. Far more than I can explain, more than words can describe, and more than he will ever love me.

I know that I could love somebody other him but maybe I don't want to love anybody else.