" W H Y ???"

Why did I had to meet you
and let myself like you a lot,
and then to feel the splendored thing
of wanting you with all my heart?
Why do you have to look at me
with those eyes that sooth my soul,
and then to feel the sudden flame
of wanting you with love and all?
Why do you have to talk with me
in such a pleasant voice
and then for me to feel alone
without your presence grieves my soul?
Why did I ever learn to love
and feel that bliss sublime
of wanting, longing for you
who can never be mine?
Why...why...why..why???