I don't know how on earth
I put up with all your lies.
I told you, "No one is perfect"
"But you are" Was your reply.
"I'm fine" I would say,
You'd exclaim "You'll be okay"
"No I won't" I would stutter,
"You'll be right" You would mutter.
"I'll always love you" You would whisper in my ear,
"Yeah right" I would sigh, so soft you couldn't hear.
And now after telling me you still love me,
You want to be friends? No. Just leave me.
Alone.