Why Do We Do The Things We Do

Why do we do the things we do, is it for love?
Do we say ‘I Love You’ because it seems like the right thing to do?
Do we feel obligated because we weren’t the first to utter those words?
Do we hope that you’re doing well or do we think that we’re just being ignored?
Why do we call, knowing you won’t answer?
Why do we do the things we do, maybe we don’t know any better?
Do we watch the phone ring because we’ve been hurt in the past?
Do we put up walls to keep those who love us away?
Why do we take people for granted, knowing they won’t always be there?
Why do we do the things we do, are we afraid?
Do we think so highly of your feelings that we hurt them inadvertently?
Do we think that pretty words, half-truths are the same as being honest?
Why do we care?
Why do we think such trivial things?
Why do we long for your touch, but hate the why you make us feel?
Why do we do the things we do?

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Please, let me know when you get the answer to some of these questions.

…mystery of the universe.

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