Sometimes I know, trusting him is wrong.
Secretly I have known, all along.
He tries to win my trust back, every time.
Nothing stops the hurt, not even the wine.
Yet, I never get mad for what he has done,
whenever he looks at me, all my anger is gone.
I want you to leave me, secretly I do.
But in my heart, I want you to stay too.
This is a problem I have to face on my own,
before all my trust in people, is ruined and gone.