For those times I have cried,
And wept every night,
Questions are bugging me
They're filling up my mind.
How could I love,
And never be loved?
How couldn't I get,
When I've given what I got?
How could I forgive,
When I wasn't forgiven?
How could I believe,
And how come he never listened?
How come she came,
And got what I want?
When all I ever wanted
Was all of your love.
But now I have seen
How happy you've become
And all of my questions
From thousands became none.
Who, What
When, and Why
I could finally say goodbye.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 11:51 PM UTC
For those times I have cried,
And wept every night,
Questions are bugging me
They're filling up my mind.
How could I love,
And never be loved?
How couldn't I get,
When I've given what I got?
How could I forgive,
When I wasn't forgiven?
How could I believe,
And how come he never listened?
How come she came,
And got what I want?
When all I ever wanted
Was all of your love.
But now I have seen
How happy you've become
And all of my questions
From thousands became none.
Who, What
When, and Why
I could finally say goodbye.
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