My heart can't take it, when I think about you
For I know we wont make it, a lifetime through
So, no, I won't get up, to stand by your side
The pain is too great, its too hard to hide
  
You swear I can trust you, you'll always be true
But so said my last love, and all before you
You may call me a coward, and perhaps it is fear
But the pain is too great, its too hard to bear
  
I wish it were different, that I could believe
That you will stay with me, that you'll never leave
I'd open my heart wide, grab hold of your hand
But the pain is too great, its too hard to stand
  
Perhaps I'll look back, and regret what I've done
Perhaps you're my true love, perhaps you're the one.
So I wish I could stay, with all of my might
But the pain is too great, its too hard to fight
  
So I'll now say goodbye: farewell my amour.
You'll find someone else, of that I am sure.
If I am ever asked why, I'll always state:
The pain was too great, it was too hard to take

I've Never Let A Past Lover Go..

They all have taken a piece of my heart

So I am left with nothing

But an empty cavity

Where my heart once was

So forgive me if you should think I don't love you.

You're staring daggers
Right at me.
Your tongue,
a sword.
Your mouth,
a gun.
Your words
Are bullets,
And you never miss a shot.

I am stripped bare
Before you:
No shield,
No mail hauberk,
No helmet.
I am stripped naked
Before you.

My skin pockmarked
Blue, violet,
And in some cases black,
As I suffer the bruises
From the punches and the jabs.

My body covered
In exit wounds:
Bullet wounds,
And knife wounds,
As I endure the
Metal piercing me.

My fingers bleeding
As I hold on to the shards
Of our broken hearts.

You are my downfall.
My undoing.
You are the
Bane of my existence.

And everyday,
I die
A thousand deaths
Because of you.

It's vicious.
He spits honey-coated excuses
Just as I misplace forgiveness
Sliding under him,
Rising over me
As snowflakes fall outside this Brooklyn brownstone of mistakes.

But these pebbled streets
and long-forgotten sidewalks,
crossed daily by hundreds
...they soften everything.

It's beautiful and tragic
as I remember nothing and everything
If only for some time,
if only in this place.

This crack in the sidewalk, his hand in mine
That tree with the branch that hangs too low...
his eyes
a smile
true love.

This is where I come to forget.