Love Hurts.

How could something make me so happy,
Yet so sad all at once.
Sometimes I let myself believe you want me,
The way I want you.

You share things with me, putting such trust in me
That I wouldn't even think to tell anyone else.
I'm sorry he is cruel to you and your mother.
I wish I could help.

The smile on your lips can instantly make me feel better.
Until I notice the sadness in your eyes.
Do you know I can tell?
All the other girls never did.

Your features are perfect in every possible way.
The few moments you are truly happy the gleam in your eye,
Reflecting off the sun is so beautiful
As is your gentle touch, and soft hair.

I can only hope that one day you stop using drugs
And alcohol to cope.
You are much better than that.
Better than to be like him.

I know you'll never want me,
No matter how much I'll always care for you.
You wouldn't notice the scars, the pain inside or out.
That is why love hurts.