Why.

Why? It’s a question I deal with almost every day of my life. It’s a serious question in my head right now. Why did I let myself go that far? Why didn’t I protect my heart like I said I would? Why didn’t I protect myself from the pain I’d felt so many times before? Why didn’t I run? Why didn’t I leave you? Why didn’t I do what I knew what was best for me? Why didn’t I just leave you with her and let you be happy? Why did I interrupt in your life? Why did I believe every lie you told me? Why did I take a chance on you when I knew that wasn’t right? Why did I let your eyes get to me? Why did I let your smile brighten my day? Why did I let you make me so angry? Why did I let you take my heart and hold it? Why did I show you sides of me I never showed anyone else? Why didn’t I just let go when I should’ve? Why didn’t I let go when I knew I was supposed to? Why didn’t I just walk away, it’s what I’m good at. Why didn’t I just let you go use some other girl? Why did I let you play with my heart and my mind? Why did I let you get to me? Why did I let you know how I felt? Why did I want you always around me? Why did I tell you things I knew I would regret? Why did I do things I knew I would regret? Why didn’t I use my strength to my advantage? Why did I let my weakness take over? Why did I fall for that mistake again? Why did I live with lies? Why did I pour my heart to you only for you to rip it down? Why did I lose it all when I had just built it back up? Why did I let you control my happiness? Why did I believe you when you said you were happy? Why didn’t I listen when I told myself I could never make you happy? Why did I let you have control of my life..?