I wish I could understand why,
good love always has to die,
and if it can never survive,
then why even try?
I know I need love,
I had hers for a while.
She filled my heart so full,
but she’s taken it away,
and I don’t know how,
I’ll make it through
my day to day.
And I miss the part of her
that was my friend,
my very best friend.
So what to do?
what to do?
but pray for the sleep,
I couldn't find last night
and the understanding,
for though love
may never survive,
I must.
