Poetry

I just want to touch you, as your heart beats next to mine...
And breathe in your aroma, which smells like Forrest pine,
I don't want to care about, all the pain I feel...
And though I fell in love with you, I know you never will,
I don't want to know the love, that I will live without...
For heavy is the burden, when you have a heart devout,
I wish I'd never met you, then love would pass me by...
I'd have no broken heart, nor these tears that I cry,
I wouldn't cry myself to sleep, I wouldn't say your name...
Through tears I wouldn't to ask myself, why you don't feel the same,
I wouldn't need to see you or care that you don't care...
You wouldn't haunt my dreams at night, with desires I can't bare,
If only letting go of you, was an easy thing to do...
Goodbye would be so easy if I weren't in love with you.