Why do I believe, even when I know he lies?
Why do I surrender, when I hear his tearless cries?
Why do I understand, even though he makes no sense?
Why do I groom, since he wastes not a glance?
Why do I envy, when he owns no soul?
Why do I tell, since my secrets he told?
Why do I kiss, even when he doesn't kiss back?
Why do I give, when a pure heart he lacks?
Why do I stay, since he wants me to go?
Why do I love? Even I do not know...
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