You send me flowers just to show me you care, but why am i hurting.
You show up at my job to take me for a special lunch, but why am I hurting.
You kiss me passionately on the lips, but why am I hurting .
You make sweet love to me, but why am i hurting.
Is it because when you are angry your fist meets my face. Or is it because I have to had my eyes because you think I'm your punching bag. Will I realize that you cannot hurt no more . I don't know. I guess that's why I still hurt.
