why do I still care about you
when every cell in my brain screams to drop you?
why do I still think about you
when my instincts cry to let you go?
why do I still let you wound me
when I know that you'll just do it again?
why am I still so confused
when my heart keeps telling me to forgive you
and every other part of me denies that sentiment?
how does it all come down to this?
why do I attract the broken
invite the ones who've been hurt
and then do the one thing that hurts them more
give them hope, then dash it to pieces
see their beauty, and then un-knowingly crush their heart?
I saw it one way, but my perceptions are marred
why do I find the broken beauties
and fuck up any chances of redemption?
earn their trust just to throw it away
why can't I just do something right for once?