Why don’t I want to forget you, when I know it was the easiest thing for you to do ?
Why do I have to think about you all the time, when I know it would be the last thing on your mind ?
Why don’t I just let it go when I know that it’s all over, and we both(?) just didn’t want it ?
All those beautiful memories, why do I have to let them go, inspite of the fact that they can make me happy anytime of the day ?
Why can’t I just talk to you, whenever I need to ?
Huh!