If I had my way I'd never get over you.

If I had my way I'd never get over you.

The words don't seem to scar me,
nor the self inflicted pain . . .
But, it's not done physically,
only mentally, and because of you.

The tears just aren't enough,
to help me float to you . . .
but, the rivers wide enough,
for the world to see right through.

The jars are just too large,
to be carried all the way through . . .
I'll leave them in remembrance,
of how much I love you.

The ways I have are wrong,
they continue further movements . . .
but, If I had my way I'd never
. . . get over you.