Picture...

What would happen if my heart stopped beating?

Nothing 'cause i can't let this go although i still can't find the words to tell you,
I don't wanna be alone, but now i feel like i don't know you,

I've always been pretending,
My heart still pleads for something you've once given me,
Being alone is not an option,
Why is letting go so hard?

Yeah i've moved on,
But what now?... what once was, will never be again!
I can't turn back the hands of time and make things alright,
Nohing's going to change that,
So why all the pretence if we both know the truth?
Why bother?
Why make things harder on ourselves?

Feels as if I keep trying to answer the same questions again and again,
Going round and round in circles all the bloody time,
Why should i waste my time on you anymore?
What's wrong with me?

Saw a picture of you today...
How can a picture bring back so many memories?
How can a picture speak louder than words?
How can a picture make me feel warm and good inside everytime I look at it?

Why does a simple picture make me feel the way i do now?
Why did you come back now?
Why me?

Oh God... so many questions.. no time... too scared to get hurt again... what shall I do?....