Why?

Why do we do the things we do?

Why did I spot that immaculate red head and had to have her?

Why did I look into her eyes and fall in love?

Why did I ask that very woman to be mine forever?

Why did I slip that band on her perfect finger?

Why did I kiss my baby girl goodbye?

Why did I hold my wife in my arms while she shook from the tears?

Why did I keep my emotions bottled up?

Why did I let my marriage fall apart?

Why did I let it get this way?

Why did I see my wife, in bed, with my best friend?

Why did I run far, far away in the middle of the night?

Why did I cry?

Why do I still have feelings for her?

Why do I still want her to be mine?

I don't know.

But I do know,

that I still love her.