Why...
Why do i still have this heavy feeling in me.
Why am i numbed to it.
Why do i still have hopes when they shouldnt exist.
Why am i afraid of looking into my own eyes,
afraid to see the sadness of my heart.
Why do i drown myself in music and sleep.
Why do i stay on when there's nothing to wait for.
Why do i still miss you.
Or is it the memories that i miss.
Why some days i feel okays without you,
and others, i feel terrible.
Why do i have so many unanswered questions.
...wouldnt i move on.
