Why?

You cry and hurt, 
And yet you say you're fine.
But I know I'm to blame, 
for every single sigh.

So why am I still here? 
Why do you hold me close? 
Are you worried that I'll wilt, 
Like the single white rose? 

Tell me the truth.
I can take it.
What i cant handle though, 
Is if you fake it.