Sometimes I ask myself, <br />What am I even thinking of? <br />Why do I do these things, <br />And act like this is love? <br /> <br />Why do I let him touch me? <br />Why do I ask for more? <br />I know that I don't love him, <br />Yet I cant walk out that door. <br /> <br />Why do I stay behind, <br />After all the hurt he's put me through? <br />When he tells me he loves me, <br />Why do I lie and say I love him too? <br /> <br />Is it because I've become accustomed? <br />Or because I'm scared of being alone? <br />I thought that I could love you, <br />But I find my feelings haven't grown. <br /> <br />So why then cant I just leave? <br />Just turn and walk away. <br />Why do I kiss him every morning, <br />And wish him a very good day? <br /> <br />In reality I don't care, <br />If I have no love to give. <br />But I play along in this world, <br />It's the only way I know how to live. <br /> <br />I stay because I'm used to it. <br />Nothing more, nothing less. <br />I know nothing else but this, <br />Even though I know its not the best. <br /> <br />His arms are my shelter, <br />Yet I feel no warmth <br />His touch is reassuring, <br />Yet I feel no passion. <br /> <br />He is my lover, <br />Yet not the love of my life. <br />He'll always be there, <br />Yet I'll never be his wife. <br /> <br />Why I do what I do, <br />Maybe I'll never know... <br />All I know is I'm not happy, <br />But I just cant let go...<br /><br />Summer Sandercox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-i-can-t-let-go/
