Why can’t I just remember the bad,
All the ugly like you seem to.
Why am I awake at night,
With memories that I have,
No business remembering.
Why are we laying side by side
In the dark,
Why are we telling secrets,
That no one else has to know.
Why are you laughing,
Singing, driving, existing,
A moment I knew I was fucked.
Why are you laying underneath me,
Why do I just want to look at you.
Why are you sitting beside me
In the tub,
Why are you showing emotions,
Why do I see you in my head,
As a hope for my future,
A glimpse I was given,
Of something that I want,
And why do I always love you more
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