Pain

I think that you like him,
and you said you liked me,
I do everything for you,
how can this be?

I thought you wouldn't hurt me,
but something is growing,
and somehow people realize it,
because it is showing.

Who knows who you like?
But I love you,
I left her for you,
she loved me too.

So much she did,
but I loved you a lot,
I couldn't lie to her,
I liked her not.

And now you are shaking away,
as if all of this was a game,
and my fear is growing,
or should I call it pain.