Never Ending?

Tonight I lay here broken-hearted 

Wondering why he cannot see 

That what he keeps on doing 

It's not helping him or me 

I guess I have to give up 

The idea that one day it might end 

Because every time I convince myself 

It hurts worse when it happens again 

So I guess I will get used to it 

Knowing I am not enough 

Good thing my love for him is strong 

And myself, well, I am tough 

-thatmissouriguy

Author's Note

My seventh poem.