Though the pain from watching you
     walk away
has simmered to an intolerable
Scratch,
The fire of my love has merely been reduced
to smoldering embers, still wildly glowing
With my lingering love for you.

For I still cannot look at you without my heart aching
     just a little.
I still cannot see her face next to yours
without secretly wishing I were she.

I cannot think about your new life with her
Without feeling the cold, hard stab
    of jealousy.
Cannot dream about where your new life will take you,
without wishing I could experience that with you.

What upsets me most; however, is simply that
I think these things.
That even though its been almost a month now,
Since those "bells did chime",
I still cannot completely shove you from my mind.

Though I tell myself,
"Enough is enough, he has a new life now..."
My heart struggles to believe that it is over.

It is unbelievably irritating that the harder I try
to shoo you from my thoughts,
     The more you seem to appear there.

Memories of you, I didn't even know I had
Have suddenly emerged from whatever
Darkness they were hiding in.

Practically anywhere I go...
Anything I do leaves me with an old memory of you.
Something we once did...
Words you once said to me...
Secret love no one else seemed to notice.

Though I am doing better than expected,
Getting over you...
Forgetting you...
Deems to be a task I can hardly achieve.

The act of being strong, Is failing me by the minute.
Or perhaps I am failing it.
Or perhaps the issue
Lies with the fact that everything in my little world
Seems to be changing right before my very eyes,
Leaving me completely helpless, powerless to stop it.