I think of how you put me on my knees.
     Begging for you to love me.
You touch my face the way you always do.
     Trail your thumb along my lips.
Its a different type of  love you have for me.
     The kind that breaks a heart into millions of pieces.
The kind that would wipe the tears of my cheeks
     But will never understand they are the cause.
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I know you will do anything for me.
     But love? No.
I could never ask you for that.
A part of me thinks you already know how I feel
   But you have chosen to look into my eyes
and ignore the pain that haunts my Iris's.

I dont blame you.
     How could anyone love someone like me?
Some one who falls in love with a person
     who will never love them back.
  
I'll just keep it to myself.
I have no choice.
My tears will turn silent.
My heart will eventually catch up to my mind.
and I'll learn to accept the silence.

The silence that is with out you.