Why

You come alone. You die alone

Some things which shouldn't matter, matter
And some things which should, won't
It's funny how life takes its twists and turns
And make us reach a place where
We least expect to be
Funny how every thing you expect
Turns out to be the exact opposite
What you wanted then
Is not what you want anymore
Who you craved for
Isn't who you crave for anymore
And who you didn't want then
Is who you want now
And then there are some who never leave
Like the grey, in the monotony of the black and white
A special place is where they stay
An idiosyncratic reaction existing
To every decision you make
Impounding with various possibilities and uncertainties
Despite knowing all that there is,
Why am I the way I am?
Why me?
Why does it matter so much?
Why do you matter so much?
Why does it hurt as much as it does,
More than it should?
Why do the thoughts tug at your heart,
With inexplicable pain?
Why does it mean so much?
Why do the memories stay?
Despite knowing all that there is to know
I keep asking myself everyday,
A question that will never have a proper answer,
Why?