My cheeks are wet,
As the drops drip from my eyelashes.
The soft tap of sound
As they hit the paper.

They contain all the bitter,
Heartwrenching,
Lovely
memories that I never can seem
To escape.

They haunt me while I sleep,
Invading my dreams.
I wake every morning
With a deep ache in my chest
for what was, or could be.

Never before have I felt such loss,
That made me want to tear out
My very heart from my chest.
Never before did I feel such
Idiotic, useless longing,
For something I breifly had
That had made me so happy,
And then tearful and mad.

I don't regret loving you,
In spite of my wet eyes.
For loving you has been a
heartbreaking and yet
precious venture,
In a life that would have been
dull otherwise.

And ill admit,
I love you still.
Maybe I always will.

And if you ever wanted to try again...
Know that I would be glad,
To hold you in my arms again.

Forever and always.