I Still Love Her
“Why still her, man?”
“Why still her, not me?”
“There are other girls out there,
why do you keep choosing her?”
“Do I need to tell you?”
I asked them back.
I took a deep sigh.
“Honestly I’m not sure why.”
I looked into the window
and look at the beautiful sunset.
I asked myself, “Why are you still?”
I still love her, I do.
I still love the girl
who hurt me so much,
the one who broke my heart.
I want to move on— how?
She’s the girl I owe a lot
for she was there when I was broke,
but I couldn’t believe
that she’ll also break me in the end.
Now I’m afraid to love again.
She broke me but why still her?
Maybe because I couldn’t find
someone better than her.
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Love and Pain
PoetryLove hurts, indeed. But it isn't love if there's no pain because you'll still experience pain while loving someone. If love hurts you continuously, then it isn't love anymore.
