Why did you ask me for time and distance when you're already too far to reach?
Why do you cry when songs of love are sung?
Why do you feel alone with all these people besides you?
Why love if you feel it hurts?
Why me if you sit and live in regrets?
If it’s true that you keep your words
Then why so many empty promises?
I wished I would have known you, and then only would I have loved you like you wanted to be loved
But you drifted away
You kept creating distance, you kept finding reasons
You kept me waiting for an appearance that never existed
Now all I have as a memory of you is a broken love poem I just completed….