A pain in my heart.
A pain in my head.
It will not pass.
It grows daily.
I wish that you could hold me in your arms again.
But you have moved on.
I will always love you.
And I wish this feeling would pass.
I continue to feel it.
Day after day.
It will always be there.
But I will always be there for you.
Knowing that with every passing relationship I hurt more and more.
I wish that you would tell me that you love me.
But you will never again say that you love me.
You are always in my heart.
But I will always love you.
A pain that will always be with in me.
But you will always be there.