Why did you ring me yesterday?

Why did you tell me all the things you know I want to hear (again)?

Why could you just not leave me alone? It was you who broke it off remember!

Why did you ask to meet me?

Why did you ask me to go away with you?

Why am I so mixed up?

Why do I still love you after everything you've done?

Why does everything seem so perfect when we spend time together, yet they're far from perfect when we're apart?

Why did I not just barr your number?

Why does it have to be so complicated?

Why, oh why does life have to be so bloody difficult???

Why am I sat here wishing for you to ring/text me?

Why do I want to see you again?

Why can't I just forget you exist?

Why, after everything that has happened do I still think that we can work things out???