Regret???? Complaint????

When you needed me, I was there… Were you there for me?
When you needed help, I was there… Were you there for me?

When you needed a listening ear, I was there… Were you there for me?
When you joked, I laughed… Why, then, are you angry at my humour?

Why is it that everything has to be said?
Why is it that some things in life are so much worth the heartache yet the courage, to go through it, is nowhere to be found?

Why is it that I am so scared to cry, yet wake up every morning to a pillow soaked in tears?
Why is it so difficult to look at a face and smile, no matter the pain inside?
Why is it so difficult to see a head of light-brown hair, knowing you cannot just bend down and kiss it?

Why is it so difficult to look into those eyes without knowing the reason for the smile in them?
Why is it so difficult to think every night, that tomorrow will be different, knowing deep inside that it’s going to be the same story all over again?

Why is it so difficult to cherish a hope in my heart?
Why is it so difficult to dream of holding a hand, knowing it will hurt?
Why is it so difficult to be relegated to walking alone?

Why is it so difficult to know the difference between living and existing?
Why is it so difficult to keep our eyes from shining when somebody special is around?
Why is it so difficult to not smile a special smile when someone says ‘Hi’?

It’s true that it really takes more than a lifetime to forget someone you love.
It’s true that it haunts like hell to realize that life would be forever empty, in spite of having everything.

It’s true that nothing, absolutely nothing, compares to the moments you have had with a certain special someone.

It’s true that those things, that were precious once, came free, and now, they don’t even matter.
It’s true that the heartache increases with every living breath you take.
It’s true that life will go on without you.
It is true that time will heal all wounds… All but mine...