WHY

Why does heartache exist? Why is the sky blue? Why do we cry when little things happen to us? I wonder about all these why’s going on in my mind. Why is everyone falling apart, why is the world being destroyed,  why is there such bad in this world but also good in this world. It can be so beautiful, but it can be so ugly at times. I used to think love would save me, why? Love was supposed to be amazing and beautiful, but love can sometimes bring hurt and pain when letting go, but why? Love can’t give me a life, love can’t save me, I used to think it could. But in time I realized it was just a feeling being with someone, becoming attached and comfortable with that person, but why? Why do we get happy when we love? Love can destroy or love can be beautiful. It can be very painful, or it can be amazing. But why do we feel so much when in the end we end up miserable and alone. We were born on this earth alone, and we’re going to die alone on this earth. 

But why?