why?

Why does it have to be the same every time? Every time just emptiness inside, and a heart that can bleed no more. Why does this happen? I knew from the start that it was too good to be happening to me, but I hoped with all my being for it to be true.
Something tells me that it would have been better if today never existed... I wish I could show you how I feel about you, I wish I haven't done all those things that made you leave, I wish you would stay...