Why do I cry for love,
when it doesn’t cry for me?
Why do I bleed for love,
when it doesn’t bleed for me?
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Why do I shed these tears,
when love won’t even blink?
Why can’t I speak these words,
instead of setting them in ink?
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Why do I wait for love,
when it won’t come to me?
Why do I keep loving you,
when it wasn’t meant to be?
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So why do I cry for love?
Cry down upon my knees.
Why do I cry for you,
when you’re not in love with me?
~*~ Jill ~*~