Why?

The Well of tears seems to be emotionally dry
I tried to let you go months ago!
but every time I hear your name
my spirt is lost in why

You won't tell me more.
only claming you were confused
that anwser will be the death to me
if I hear it uttered one more time

and the fact that you go on,
living, loving, enjoying your life with another girl
I'm stuck in the remains of your actions,
Why am I so alone?

I should stop wondering in yesterday and start living in tomorrow,
but Today is the only place where I can piece together the puzzle
and I fear it's taking up too much time