Boomerang

Whats wrong with me?
Behind all the hate,
I still miss her deeply,
Cant stop thinking about her,
Like a boomerang,
Every morning I woke up,
Saying I'm getting over her,
But every night before I sleep,
I misses her.
Instead, I ran back to her,
Like a boomerang,
And like all the time she've done,
She treated me coldly,
I felt so cheap, Love hurts though