The more I love you
The more this burn
Hurts inside me,
It pains me when
Our hands part,
When we say are
Final goodbyes,
We talk all through
The week,
But its becoming
Not enough for me,
I want you more,
I want your touch,
To hear your voice
With my own two ears,
I want to hear you say
Those blissful three words
Whispered into my ear,
But this pain
Makes you real
In my crazy imaginary world,
It helps me yearn for the day
I get to see you,
Which is never enough time,
Always wanting more,
Always being selfish,
But I guess
I'm being human,
And its all apart
Of loving you,
So any pain
Burn
Or scar it makes,
I'm still going to love you.