Why do I persist in believing
In something that can never happen
And tormenting myself
Why do I dream of impossibilities
Only to wake with empty hands
And a hole in my heart
Why do I listen to the siren call
Of nostalgia, longing
And false regret
Why do I let myself drown
When the shore is a step away
And I know how stupid it is
Why can't I stop
Wanting
And confusing it with need
All I want is answers