Women.
Dammit, dammit, dammit.
I sometimes wonder what's wrong with me.
Why?
Why do I let this happen
and more importantly
How does this keep happening?
It's done, it's over, I thought it was.
Why does she do this to me?
I can't forget the past
It won't let me go.
Why did she ask?
She's a soon to be married woman.
Supposedly.
It makes no sense.
She only leaves me with questions and a newly opened void.
*sigh*
Women.