Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.
Maybe we'll meet again, when we are slightly older an our minds less hectic, and 'll be right for you and you'll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.