The pain and torture is not something I can bear. Yet, I do. Yet, I do.
I cannot forget the way your lips felt upon my shoulders. Yet, I do. Yet, I do.
How do I pretend you never kissed my neck? Yet, I do. Yet, I do.
Because you carry a smile in your eyes,
Because you could be happy given the time,
Because you deserve to be loved greatly.
You do.
Yes, I love you. I do. I do.
No, you cannot choose me, even if I want you to.
So you don't.
