I get chill bumps when ever I think of you.
I shed tears everytime your face comes into my mind.
Instead of butterflies when I see you,
I get a lump in my throat so big I cant even breathe.
I die a little more each day knowing I cant be saved from the lonliness of being without you.
It completely breaks me to know Im not good enough.
But if someone had to suffer, Im glad it was me.
For I would feel worse if you were the one feeling all this sorrow.
I was born when I first layed eyes on you,
lived while we were together,
And now I fade slowly to my death of a lost love.
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This is a well done writting, sorry its so sad. Won't make you feel better, but others will come. Ask anyone, all have had heir heart broke. Its a passage, makes you appreciate the one thats works. Will always have a place for the lost