Why? Why do I keep on holding on… when I should be moving on? Why do I choose to stay,… when I should have gone away? Why do I keep on crying… when all I want is feel nothing? Why can’t I just let him go… though that’s what I want to do? Why is it so hard to forget… even now that he left? Why do I keep on loving… when it only means hurting? Why can’t I be happy… And forget what’s misery? Why can’t I stop thinking about him.. And stop wishing what could have been? Why do I have to be alone… When would the right man come along?