Why don't you love me anymore?
I'm tired of talking through a door.
Why won't you let me in?
You need to let the healing begin.
I've been with you from the start.
Not once have we been apart.
I see the pain you go through.
But there's nothing I can do.
Not when you lock me out.
Or when I scream and shout.
You need to let me in before it's too late.
So your not consumed with nothing but hate.
Why is it when I stand in front of you?
Your always busy with something to do.
So go ahead and let the sink be your focus for now.
But when you look up and see your face and wonder how?
You don't recognize the person you see.
Then question why don't you love me
