Why do you?

Why do you promise me?
When we both know, it can never be.

Why do you touch me gently?
Your fingers on my skin, moving lazily.

Why do you kiss me?
I think of you often, so wistfully.

Why do you hug me closely?
Your breath on my neck, warming slowly.

Why do you say you miss me?
You fill my head with thoughts, making it hazy.

Why do you hurt me baby?
You break my heart, everytime you leave me.

Why do you torture me?
You bring me sorrow, can´t you see?

Why do you say the things you do?
When we both know, they don´t ring true.

Why did you use me so selfishly?
I am the fool here, I trusted you blindly.