How is it possible to feel this way,
To be broken and torn yet feel so whole?
How is it possible to feel this way,
To live wanting what you know you can't get?

What is it that I must do,
To erase these thoughts from my mind?
What is it that I must do,
To know I have to live without you?

Why is it that life brings us
The very things we want but can't have?
Why is it that life brings us
The torment of emotions that we feel?

Who is it that I must seek,
To alter the way that I feel?
Who is it that I must seek,
To overpower the thoughts of you?

When is it the time,
For when I'll stop these thoughts?
When is it the time,
For when I won't want you as mine?

Who, what, why, when and how?
You've brought me happiness I've never known.
Who, what, why, when and how?
The thoughts of you just make me whole.