Why must we get confused?

Why can't we explain our feelings?
Why can't figure out if something is good or bad?
Why can't we read minds?

Why can't I see the real meanings behind your words?
Why can't I stop getting my hopes up?
Why do I keep trying?
Why do I love you?

Why can't you love me back?
Why can't figure out if you really want me?
Why are you still with her?
Why can't you see that I can't stop loving you?
Why can't you see how easily your words hurt me?
Why can't you see how unhappy I really am?
Why can't you notice the sadness behind my words when I know you're with her?
Why don't you apologize for everything you did?
Rather than just telling me my unhappiness makes you upset?
When I don't even know if it really does?
Why don't you come and see me?
Why don't finally figure your feelings out?
Why can't you realize liking someone when you're dating someone else, is wrong?
Why can't you just fall for me again?

And
Why can't you answer my questions?

I guess my big question is,
Why?