Missing you

Why I have to miss you?
I told you one day
I was very in love with you but you didn´t want to see it
I think nothing will be the same after now
I will always miss you 
Forever and ever
Nothing will be the same without you
I would like you were here with me
Why do we think a lot?
Why do we have to feel so much pain?
Why do we suffer that way?
Is there anyone to hear my pain, my voice of discouragement?