Why? why does my life seem like its mot worth living? why does it resemble a bunch of lies? the day i got to know you was the day i will always regret but always remember. our love started out so strong but then it turned sour. in my eyes you WERE the best thing that ever happened to me, (so i thought). well in my life it don't work like that. every time something good happens something absolutely devastating follows it. the hurt and the pain is so strong i can barely stand. when i begin to think . i have to cry myself to sleep. why?
