It hurts.

Whenever I wanted to do something, I will always to think to myself, "will this make him mad?"
If I think it will, I'll just cancel it.
But, when he did something without any concern to my feeling,
it hurts. It really hurts.

I wore the couple shirt,
I wore the ring,
I packed the leftover foods,
For you,
Yet, you out there,
Having fun with the girls.
It hurts. It really hurts.

Tonight,
I talked about you,
About how lucky I am to have you,
About our upcoming date next Sunday,
About you keep me company yesterday,
To my friends,
But tonight,
Your mind is not with me.
Its out there. You're not even talk about me.
It hurts. It really hurts.

Are you really showing your true colors to me right now?