Why is it so easy for you to hate, where you can love?
Why is it so easy for you to remain so obstinate, instead of spending some effort for meaningful change?
Why is it so easy for you to neglect, where you can nurture?
Why is it so easy for you to ignore, where you can lavish affection?
Why is it so easy for you to absorb all my love affection and give me nothing in return?
Why is it so easy for you to turn the other way, instead of asking me what is wrong?
Why is it so easy for you to step over me instead of bend down and pick me up?
Why is it so easy my dear?
