Why is there so much hate
   when each of us loves someone?
Why is there so little love
   when we all feel love on the inside?
Why did I have to lose you
   to know all the things I did wrong?
Why did I have to lose you
   to know what I should have known?
Why can life mean so little
   when losing someone means so much?
Why can I live without you
   when I love you more than life?