Why...?

I find myself often asking why;
Why did he introduce me to you?
If I never would have met you would I still feel this blue?
Why did you lie to me when I told you everything?
You were the only one who could make me feel like a being.
I felt as though I had a purpose when you sweet talked your ways.

But now I see with all that I only have my heart to pay
Why do I still love you after all the torture you put me through?
Why can't I move on?
Why do I constantly think of you?

After al this that I have said I just want you to understand
Even though you did what you did, time can't be changed
But when problems arise again I'll be there to hold your hand
I will always love you and wish the feeling to be exchanged