Why do I wonder why you flirt the way you do? Why do you not care how it hurts me? Why do you lie about what you do? Why do you hide who you talk to? why do you hide what you talk about? why dont you tell me the truth? Why cant you see how bad I hurt? Why cany you tell me you love my with out me asking you?
I love so much some times i hate you. I hurt and you dont even know. Its seems you dont care. why cant i even be your baby? why do I just have to be your hun. I HATE that word. Im not your sluts you talk to Im your wife. Why do I do the shit I do for you? Because Im in love with you and I would walk the ends of hell for you. Thus why I wanted to marry you.
why am I sad? why do I go to bed crying? why do I feel alone inside? why do I feel alone all together? why do I question why? why cant I voice how Im felling? why do I dont want to you to touch me the way I want you to? why do I feel like we are more like room mates than husband and whife?
I just want my husband not a room mate. I want my family to be a family. I dont like the idea of the way shits working out the you and me. I didnt sign on for this. I didnt want to feel alone. Maybe this will turn around and get better. Maybe I will asking myself why all the time. Maybe your past will stop coming up to hount us. I hopeing for the better for us. I just want to be happy.